Me, Myself, and I

As often as I self-deprecatingly dismiss my looks, I am not that oblivious about my actual appearance. I know that I am not an ugly girl. I am not a smoking hot girl either, but I never wanted to be. Instead, I am the best kind of girl.

I'm not the one who commands immediate attention upon entering a room, but I am the one who'll be leading you by the nose at the end of the night. (If I even choose to, that is.)

I'm not the one who's on every person's To-Bang List, but I am the one you'll be wondering about at night after you send your girlfriend home.

I'm the one who makes you spill your secrets without batting an eye. I'm the one who holds your eyes when I walk by until I round that corner. I'm the one who gets under your skin.

As I've said before, I'm the best kind of girl.