Not My Type

10/2/2009 11:07:11 PM Why not him, with that big nose? He doesn’t have a car either. It’s not an ugly nose, just a proud one. And a handsome one too. Why not him then, with those full lips? Besides, he’s a jock. They’re not fat lips, simply luscious ones. And such a happy smile. Why not him then, with that one dimple? He’s doesn’t know any of my friends. It’s not odd dimples, only adorable. And a perfect complement to a sweet face. Why not him then, with those bright eyes? They’re so deep—it’s eerie. But they’re not strange eyes, just beautiful is all. And they light up my day. Question, question; what was the question? Why not? Oh, right, because it’s too late. It’s never too late. It is-- He’s already changed my type.