dreamboy

self discussion on paper, being bored and delving into some deeper thoughts on a certain aspect of life.

dreamboy

I’m 18, starting my second semester of my freshman year of college, with no boyfriend and no life. When I was younger I had no problems cozying up to guys. But for some reason things changed.

  Last year I graduated high school and it was one of the best years of my life, but it still felt incomplete. It was missing that one special someone, the one I’m afraid I may never find. I’ll be 19 in June and I’ve yet to endure my first “real” kiss. Sad? No, pitiful is more like it. I don’t know, something’s got to be wrong with me right? It’s just, ughhhh…..well I’ve been asked out by a couple of guys, some more persistent then others. But they were just never right, they didn’t suit my taste, and frankly just weren’t that desirable to me. I fear that, that is my problem. My desire, to attain that which I cannot have. In this case, the fairytale romance that you only see in movies, and read about in books. A man that’s not perfect in every way, but one that makes you love his imperfections. Like a certain way he’d laugh, or funny look he’d make when he tries to concentrate. It’s the little things like that, that I love and yearn for. Someone I could laugh and hike with, or snuggle with on the couch. Someone that would joke about my singing in the car or my constantly cracking bones. Someone to catch me and pick me up when I trip over my own feet, and could embrace the klutz in me. But I’ve come to terms with the fact that, that will most likely never happen for me. No fairytale ending, no happily ever after.

I could only hope now, to find someone that may truly love me for me. A man that could tolerate the craziness that surrounds me long enough to stick around for awhile. One that I could bring home and be proud of, he could sit and talk with my dad about cars, or charm my mother with silly jokes and warm demeanor, and to win over and befriend my brother with his honest and humble personality. He’ll probably be moody, and more introverted then most, but he’ll be warm and comforting too. Probably tall and athletic, but husky. He’ll most likely hate the way I drive and insist that he sit behind the wheel. He’ll be protective and stern, but not controlling. He’d allow me to be expressive and crazy and….

Hmmm… I guess in the end, no matter if what I write ends up to be true or not, when I find the right guy, I’ll know. And whether he fits the profile above or completely breaks the mold, he’ll still be imperfect in all the right ways, and ill love him entirely. I’m sure we’ll argue and have our spats, but I’m also positive that we’d find a way to make up for it. Ultimately when you finally take the plunge and kiss the frog, you’ll be able to see the real prince that lies beneath.

 

Author's Note

was bored, just wondered what some people might think of it....let me know good or bad i like to hear from people.

Reviews

[Wolven]

To elaborate on your metaphor about the frog. I think too many people are disgusted by the frog to ever consider that there's a prince or princess lying beneath. I can understand your problems to a degree. as a guy, I've never been asked out- but it would go somewhat against the norm if I had. I've also never had a terrible amount of courage, especially around girls, and so its only been in the last year or so that i actually kissed a girl. Pitiful, right?- I was almost 19 at the time. The person you're searching for is likely out there somewhere, it'll just take some time. You'll meet the person when you're ready to. You just gotta be patient.
Its not so much the destination, but the journey anyway.