And when she comes downtown
The boys all stop and stare
When she comes downtown
She walks like she just
don't care
Female confidence. On a particular
night, the planets can align for a girl who will feel she's nailed
it. You know the look. It's a breezy, carefree with just
the right amount of flirtation. What you see is the real
girl that's inside there that's not hampered by any shaky timidity or
insecurity. She shines forth. She knows the clothing is right, the
hair is right and the poise is perfect. There's no “faking it till
you make it” either. This is the innate self-esteem that was
always been in her, beaming forth.
In truth, that can be prettier than
her physical looks. In fact, it emboldens any guy near her. It's
contagious. If I see it, it'll pull me in like gravity. I can't make
another comparison, but it feels to me like the beautiful arc a
meteor will describe as it is pulled in. Perfect, dazzling bright and
genuinely natural. There's no second guessing myself at all or my
decision to meet her. I am that meteor and I'm going in.
I know for sure. Of course I know.
I'm male and know authentic confidence when I see it. Her confidence
allows her to easily tempt that natural chase instinct guys and I
posses. The girl's charm works because it is real and she's always
had it in her. Though at times, it might have been buried under self
doubt, but not tonight, not when she's feeling good.
I don't see it often, but it's
great when I can.
And all this from her feeling good
about herself that night.
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