I don't even know how this conversation started. We were fine enjoying our first date after such long time as being friends. I was really enjoying myself and you seemed so happy, you were glowing. But then, I opened my big ol'mouth and ruined everything. I, for some reason beyond my comprehension, admitted that I really like you, but, I'm not physically attracted to you.

"I don't know how to explain. I want to be with you, but it's not about how you look. It's about who you are, you know?"