I am trying to break your heart

my friend is writing a script and asked me this question: what's the most tender thing that you could see a guy could doing, which would make your heart break and totally blow you away. i have nothing. i don't even have anything to pull from my "fantasy" bank, much less real life experience. i think i'm too much of a skeptic to be blown away. when i think of things, it's always something that's been done before: someone holding a boom box over their head outside my window while playing peter gabriel; someone telling me that i complete them (to which i would reply "you had me at hello"); someone painting a beautiful picture of me while we have great conversation as a party goes on downstairs; someone coming to my house and saying "i was nowhere near your neighborhood"...cameron crowe is a romantic god. i'm at a loss to come up with original material that would "make my heart break". as in a previous post, i think it would definitely be someone telling me they love me, flaws and all. never heard this before. i don't know why i'm obsessed with this idea. when i think about it, i wonder how i would respond...knowing me, i'd make a joke. sarah said that at this point when a guy says "hi" it's the most romantic thing. sometimes all it takes for me is someone lighting my cigarette. or opening a door (even though i hate that i like something so old fashioned...it gets really awkward though when i try to open the door for the guy). or remember my f*cking name. have i lowered my standards? i'm still really picky when it comes to who i date, but yet not so much when it comes to who i like. does this make sense? i decided i wasn't going to care anymore b/c i don't want to be one of those girls who complains all the time about not having a boyfriend. you're probably thinking that i am...but this is just something that is on my mind..right now...and at other times...but not all the time. for me to want to date someone, actually spend time with them on a regular basis, they have to be as interesting as my friends. if they're not, why would i want to waste my time? maybe i'm too obsessed with my friends. why do i ask so many questions? i'm like a child. as of now i don't give a f*ck (except i obviously do)...i'm just going to do what i want and not think about rules or when to call (more likely email...it is my lifeline) or what to say or what they think or what they think i think...it's all such bullsh*t. and it's neverending. ashley asked if this kind of crap goes away as we get older, and sadly, i don't think it does.
reagan aka debbie downer