The moment froze and I peered around the room. Directly across from me, Leonard and Penny were laughing at a joke that I was too lost in thought to hear. I've never met anyone with a love deeper and more relentless than that of those two. Much of it was less about what was said, which consisted of sarcastic jokes and thinly-veiled insults, and more about the little things that one would miss in the blink of an eye. I never missed those little things, though. I often paid too much attention to their relationship, which is something I've always craved. She blew her bangs back so she could see his face entirely. His hand touched hers gently. Sparks flew.
Next to me was my best friend. He and Bernadette were laughing with the group, his comforting hand resting on her skirted leg. Before he met her, I'd always felt that Howard and I were in it together when it came to the whole 'love' thing. He made being alone more bearable; we were alone together. Now, the man that was once by my side in a hopeless attempt at finding love has found it. Guiltily, I wonder what he has that I don't have. I quickly shove the thought out of my head.
The two that perplex me the most are Sheldon and Amy. I've never been drawn to her romantically; she was always a bit too Sheldon-y for my liking. And him? Don't even get me started on Sheldon Cooper.
Still, despite my confusion, I feel an intense longing for what they have. Sheldon is so incredibly difficult, I reason. Before Amy, any girl meeting him would run for the hills. And the best part is, he wouldn't even care. But Amy didn't run. No, she stuck around, despite not knowing whether he'd even care if she left. I think he would, but I'm a bit of a romantic myself. Nevertheless, Amy Farrah Fowler stayed. Sheldon is perhaps the most challenging, unreasonable person on the planet, but she won't give up on him. She'll never give up on him.
I want someone who won't ever give up on me.