i find myself getting attached to chemistry boy. it's not that my heart skips a beat when he calls. but i like it when he sends me a text message. and depending on the content of the message, other parts of my anatomy tend to react as well.

it's quite confusing. he's not what i am normally attracted to. he's not american, not a new yorker, not yiddish, and not tall dark and handsome. he's normal height, normal build, blond, green eyed, and british. he's smart but i don't know if he's smart enough for me. i've been warned off him, but i still feel something there. he said he couldn't put his finger on what it was about me that's compelling. and i think i feel likewise.

maybe it's just the sex. that fades. i think about the men i've had amazing chemistry with and looking back i can't imagine being with them again. it's like the one who got away. i love him still, deeply and in a forever friendship way. but in the words of ally mcbeal's fish, bygones.

all i know is i am growing more attached to chemistry boy, and it's probably going to end up with me collecting the pieces of my ego from the ground again.