I exclusively date men like Christopher from Gilmore Girls –
Men who pop in and out of my life at their leisure,
Like he did so many times to Lorelai.
I always got so pissed at her for postponing her joy
For a man who can’t get his shit together.
But now, I get where she’s coming from.
I hate that I’m waiting for the people who hurt me
To pull up on a motorcycle outside the grocery store
And tell me to take my shirt off.
I’d get arrested, but I’d do it
If it meant I successful
In getting your attention.
And maybe Chris and Lore should’ve ended up together.
Sometimes, I wonder if the writers got it wrong.
Maybe his startup should’ve taken off
And he should’ve been the husband and father
Those girls really deserved.
But maybe I’m just projecting…
Because who am I kidding?
My version of Chris will come over tonight.
That car will be in the driveway at 3 am.
His boots will be next to the fireplace at 3:05.
He’ll never have it together,
But he’ll always have me.