Girl Walks Into a Bar2011

Sam Salazar:
I hear the words coming out of my mouth and I want to cry. But I can't remember the last time I cried. I make eye contact and nod, when I'm supposed to, spewing out platitudes plausible enough to ward off any argument. But what I really want to say is, "Did I mention you set my heart aflutter and make me feel all funny inside?" Heaven Forbid I go through with it, I'm the kinda guy that always bets on the wrong horse. Me. Samuel Salisar, at your service. They say women forget the physical pain of child birth right after the baby's born, that's how come they can start all over again and have another child. I guess I'm not like a woman at all because I have a crystal clear memory of every heartbreak I've suffered from the age of 9. I was only conversational then. Still I can't help but wonder if this could be a true happy ending. Or one more false hope. It's like a traffic accident, I know I shouldn't look but I cant turn away because in my heart of hearts, wherever that is, I know the answer does not lie within words, but within her eyes. The world is made up of a billion little mysteries, but it's not words that explain them. Of this I'm sure.