Sometimes you meet a girl and you instantly fall in love with her or at least a really bad crush on her. There was something so beautiful about this girl, with her long black hair and just the way she talked and viewed the world. Yet, somehow it just didn't work out.

I met this girl at a Late Night Event over a Mason Hall. It was pretty random. A few days later after thinking about it, I facebook-ed her and asked her out. Apparently she was pretty sick at the time, and said maybe later in the week. I figured I was being put off by her until she came over one night at the dinning hall.

She never had time for me, I never had time for her. The election simply took to much time. To make a long story short, she came over visited me at my room a couple of times, and I visited her over her dorm room. I really liked her, and I think she liked me. Things were going well, until one night at the Mathematicians concert that WQKE put on there. I was there to help to set up, I had no real interest in the music or the band.

I ran into her before the concert and she said "hi". I guess I was a bit shy, though I didn't really know how to act around her friends. We really didn't talk much, if only because I didn't really know what to say—and there were some of my own friends around. I left for a while and ran back to my dorm room. When I came back she was hanging out with a guy, which I later learned was an "old" friend. She walked out with him and never came back to the concert.

Walk On By

That was the end. All my friends said it was silly to give up on her so easily. I should have gone back and tried to talk to her. After all, we have all friends and it wasn't like I was that committed to her. Indeed, throughout knowing this girl in Plattsburgh there was another girl down in Dutchess County that I really liked and was flirting with as I was involved in the Gillibrand campaign. I didn't ask her out, although we certainly spent enough time together working on the campaign.

Somehow I knew it would never work out. much of my time as did all my school work. She had been sick for quite a while and she had fallen behind. On the other hand, I'm not sure how truly interested she was in me. And I don't really know my commitment to her. She wanted to be intimate, and at the same time I wanted retraint. I guess I had never been that close to a girl, and somehow to be that close to somebody I barely knew was strange.

I wish I could have taken her out on a real date. It was fun visiting her in her room, but somehow I never really got to express who I really was. All we ever really talked about politics—particularly the Spitzer race, but I'm so much more then politics. I know she has lots of interests different then mine, but I never really heard much of her thoughts besides politics.

Never Meant to Happen

Several weeks later I was talking to one of my former girlfriend's friends. She like my other friends, said I gave up on her too easily. Maybe. Yet, I look back and I realize that it was never meant to happen. We just were too different and I probably would never see her in again in a little over two months.

She had just such beautiful brown hair. She was a passionate liberal and a singer. Somehow I think I can of envisioned her as a modern 1960s-era Joan Baez more then herself. It seemed we shared so much in common, until it came to the concert. She really liked the loud terrible music of the Mathematicians. I found it painful.

I make no bones about the fact I love country and 1960s folk music. Take me to a Joan Baez or Gary Allen concert and I'm in love. I simply do not like that loud music, instead I prefer music that encourages me to think about the world around me. I enjoy my innocence and my simple sort of cowboy ways. I respect her like for that loud music and her love for Japanese amie. Still, that ain't me.

Moving On

I'm going to be doing the Assembly Internship next semester in Albany and will be graduating in the Spring. I will probably run into her at the college from time to time until the semester. I will say hi, but I just don't think it will go anywhere. She has a whole year and a semester left until she graduates from Plattsburgh, so we will won't likely cross tracks again after December 15th.

I will miss her. Yet, this relationship fell apart like too many others. There are many girls out there, probably some of them even as beautiful and nice as this girl. I just don't see how we can get back together or even the point when we will be parting ways for good so soon.

... Take It Marshall Tucker Band:

I ain't never been with a woman long enough
For my boots to get old
We've been together so long now
They both need resoled
If I ever settle down
You'd be my kind
And it's a good time for me
To head on down the line

Heard it in a love song
Heard it in a love song
Heard it in a love song
Can't be wrong

I'm the kinda man who likes to get away
Likes to start dreamin about tomorrow today
Never said that I loved you
Even though it's so
Where's that duffle bag of mine
It's time to go

Heard it in a love song
Heard it in a love song
Heard it in a love song
Can't be wrong

I'm gonna be leavin' at the break of dawn
Wish you could come but
I don't need no woman taggin' along
Always something greener
On the other side of that hill
I was born a wrangler and a rambler
And I guess I always will

Heard it in a love song
Heard it in a love song
Heard it in a love song
Can't be wrong