Just my luck

I'm not in a closet
I just can't get any women
I came from this blog
Where for six months 
I'd fictionalize my fantasies
Avoiding the reality of my inhibitions

I knew there was one
that was right for my loving
but time had to soil
the excitement for each of us


I don't think it's fair
That everytime I try to mainstream
My heart gets soiled
By my disinterest

Now I found something intangibly
Promising in your words
Five months to the day
In our first correspondence

Now that my fear is gone 
I have taken the jump
Off that cliff by the lake
Where we spent a drunken night

Except I never went
And you were never there
As I realized when I awoke
Alone the next morning