Emotionally Charged Towel #3

While listening to some Dusty Springfield, Connie Francis and Ronettes tonight I began to wonder why no one responds to the simple gesture of just saying "be my baby" and "I only want to be with you". With any young man I've ever attempted anything romantic with (starting with this doozy of a past year but spanning the last 12) I've only ever been heartfelt and have truly come from a good place. So why the freaked reactions and defensive driving? I'm not carrying around a wedding ring but like Dusty sings, I just want you to "stay awhile/ let me hold you/ stay awhile/ till I've told you/ of the love I feel tonight" and she did that in one minute and fifty seven seconds. That's 6 months, 2 weeks, 2 days and 1 minute sooner than I got to say it and have my words land with a thud. Perhaps I should look at the fact that most of these classic songs have titles like, "Stay Awhile", "I Fall To Pieces", "Crying", "I Only Want To Be With You", "Dream Lover", "I've Told Every Little Star" and "Be My Baby". All of them desperate pleads and fantasy wishes. Everyone wants love or at least a little "tenderness", liquor sales wouldn't make the world go 'round if everyone HAD what they wanted. So someone comes around that has an interest in you, has things in common with you, a smile, a heart and a willingness to share and you ignore it? Used to be that folks had to write letters back and forth across cities to communicate to each other and now that everyone has a phone in their pocket you can't pull it out and have a conversation that isn't about "What are you doin? Nothing? Yea. Me too. Having a few drinks. Go to sleep I guess. See ya later" but instead is about " So I was thinking about that thing you told me last week. You know about the movie. Of course I remembered. I thought it was funny. Me? I'm ok. Well, better than 'ok'...". I suppose I just want to affect people in a day and age where people are afraid of being affected. No one wants someone who may challenge them and make their heart get off the couch. Not that I'm not guilty of not setting my standards higher. I'm looking for a delicious meal but keep stopping at the vending machines and you can't build a solid relationship out of Cheetos and bubblegum (well, MacGuyver, maybe). Dusty sang once of a man who, in darkness, came along and stood beside her. His reward? She had "So Much Love" to give him. I suppose I need to remind myself that my love has value that should only be exchanged for something valuable in return.