I wake up in the morning and think of men, but not because I'm horny but because that is who should be next to me in the morning with me and him smiling at each other because we have one another. You might call me a romantic, or even a hopeless romantic because I am still single and i cannot find the perfect man, and this is why.
When choosing the "perfect" man you have to take in account all of the above: LOOKS, HIEGHT, WEIGHT, JOB, MONEY, CAR, HAIRDO, CLOTHES, DOES HE LIVE WITH HIS PARENTS? Bullshit. Welcome to my sarcasm. These things are bullshit, but yet true when it comes to probably 89% of our worlds population. When I wake up, I think about the smile that could be next to me, the eyes, the head relaxed on my chest, the stupid jokes that are ridiculous but make me laugh because it came out of his mouth, the freckle underneath his eye and how I secretly think its sexy, the facial hair on his cheek that pricks me when we kiss.
I don't know how this is about, I wish I did. I wish men just popped out of no where everyday. But they don't. All you have are the men in your life. And how can you not spend a life thinking these men are "the one", even though you have no seen some of them for quite sometime now. People have histories with people and I'd like to believe that it helps you in the end, but I can't say it has.
What I am saying is, it doesn't matter. It will never matter. And as you are reading this I can hear you asking "what?" Well I don't exactly know. But what I do know is feel something. Feel everything you can that will bring you happiness. I pray every night for this for myself and everyone in my life. You don't need a hook up or a causal fuck buddy. Because it doesn't matter. What matters is you, and your life with happiness. Everything in between the lines, I just want to experience.
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