Then there’s that moment when your best friend points out you’re wrong... that you’ve always been wrong.

Well, there you have it. I’m wrong. I’ve always been wrong.

Some of my biggest regrets come from being wrong. Perhaps she’d still be in my life right now... if I’d only just gone for it.

Perhaps.

I know HOW to go for the kiss, yet I can’t seem to ascertain WHEN to go for the kiss. As he pointed out last night: Why not too soon? What’s the worst that could happen?

Indeed.

I haven’t been rejected when I’ve gone in for a kiss, so far. So, where’s this fear coming from?

When she’s looking at you with those doe-eyes. When she’s licking her lips. When she’s lingering in your arms just a beat too long.

She’s ready.

Damn it, man! Take the risk. Kiss the girl.

All the aquatic creatures in the movie can’t be wrong, right?

Hell, just last night I read Tom Cruise dropped his line in Top Gun after his chase scene with Kelly McGillis... so he went in for the kiss. The director liked it so much, he went with it. It’s natural.

Be natural.

What i'm listening to:

This Is Ponderous
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