We have always had this flirty relationship, but like I said, I have known him for a long time, and I honestly didn't think much of it. Last night we hung out for the first time in a while. He is a little younger than me, and like the saying goes, guys mature slower than gals, physically and mentally.
So, there I was, hanging out with what seemed to be the perfect guy. He has really grown into a gorgeous man, who takes care of himself, and has the sexiest body, ever. He has good teeth (and if anyone knows me they know I need someone who takes care of their teeth!), nice hair, smells delicious, and has a cute clothing style. He drives a motorcycle and owns a jeep. He is a family man, takes care of his younger siblings and mom. He is funny with that little smidgen of almost dorky, but in a cute way. He is blunt, without being rude. He has his opinions, values, morals, and sticks to them. He has dreams and is striving for them. He is kind, friendly, open to everything. And most of all, what all females love, anyone at that actually, he adores me. And he isn't afraid to tell me. He tells me sweet things like, "When I think of you I can't help but laugh, because you're always smiling, thinking of you always makes me happy."
So there we were, kissing, ok more like making out, and I was kissing what seemed to be the perfect guy, and you know what I felt? Absolutely nothing. Now, I don't want to take anything away from him, he really is an amazing guy. One day, he will make a girl incredibly happy, but I definitely am not that girl.
However, this simple little encounter has really got my little brain percolating. You know I have been made fun of in the past by some of my girl friends for liking peculiar characters. I have even been told I end up falling for the ugliest (textbook ugly) guys you could imagine. Or sometimes I fall for people with weird personalities, or something that makes them obscure and my girls have a field day making fun of them and teasing me. But, truth is, that attraction, that chemistry, whatever makes that guy special in my brain, is totally worth it. I have never been the one to automatically fall for the hot guy. I like the funny guys, the musicians, the smart kids, the tattooed bad boys, the foreigners, sometimes even the quiet ones because they intrigue me. I may have the perfect man sitting in front of me, but that doesn't mean he will do anything for me.
Now, what I am saying right now, most of you are probably like, "Well, duh." But it's not that easy. I watch some of my friends go through great lengths to find perfect. Or worse, they change who they are to suit someone else, just to be in love, just for that need to be with someone. I have been single for 24 years for many reasons, but mostly by choice. I'm ok with that. Even with not being in official relationships I have had enough man drama to last me a life time. Yes of course I have those moments where I wish I had someone, lonely moments wishing for the comfort and care of someone else. Then there are moments where I'm stoked to be single. But I am not going to settle, or worse not be me just to be in a relationship. I am open to all types of men, tall guys, short guys, loud guys, funny guys, crazy guys, quiet guys, smart guys, and everything in between guys. I'm not looking for Mr. Perfect. I don't need Mr. Perfect. Mr. Perfect did nothing for me.
What I need is someone who will be my friend, someone who will take chances, someone who can sit and let me ramble on about the stupidest things, who brushes his damn teeth, who speaks his mind, who makes me laugh, who lets me adore him and is ok with it, who pursues me and takes a chance on me, who realizes that if I hold his hand in public, that means it's a BIG DAMN DEAL for me, because that means I am making a statement, that means that I have been lucky enough to have this great guy be mine, and I am letting everyone know.
I may already know him, I may already be friends with him, or maybe I will meet him tomorrow, or in a few months, or years. Whenever that happens, he doesn't need to be Mr. Perfect, he just needs to be perfect for me.
