You were easy to like, beautiful, funny, kind, attentive. Many people noticed this, many people liked you, but you never loved anyone, you never managed to love anyone, you never managed to have that emotional connection that you so longed for.

Dozens of relationships, none of them worked out, they all said the same thing "you're so perfect, so beautiful, so hot. I would introduce you to my mother", and you has never felt the same way.

You're in a record store right now, looking for your favorite artist's new album when the clerk, Ellie Williams, comes up to talk to you.

"Hey pretty girl, can I help you?"

She asked, it's obvious she sat enchanted by you.