I have been feeling incomplete my whole life. Like when I do something, I feel like it doesn’t satisfy me. Like there is something lacking, something missing that I can’t pin my fingers on. I know I pride myself with chick flicks or romantic films, which may be the reason why I keep on looking forward for a grand relationship with someone. If I need to put up a reality television show just to search the perfect guy for me, then I am 100 percent willing to do so.
The thing is, I think I can’t be totally settled unless I find the guy I am forever looking. In fact, I have already made a bucket lists of my qualifications, however in my current condition, I doubt if I can ever find someone who can fit to my check lists. I’m afraid I’m at the verge of my being hopeless romantic. I’m feeling a bit bored, though not totally bored, with my life. I think I need someone who may possibly give spice and additional color to my everyday.
I mean, can’t that be possible? Having a guy who asks you for a date at a pizza restaurant. Having a guy you can hold hands with while watching a movie. Having a guy you can talk to in the middle of the night with some random things. Having a guy you can turn into whenever you feel bad about everything. Having a guy who walks you home. Having a guy who can accompany you during your loneliest times. Having a guy who can make you smile and laugh even to the smallest things. Having a guy who would make you feel that everything matters. Basically, having a guy who can light up the world like nobody else. (Hold up, did I just sing a song?) But really, can’t that be possible? I wonder.
I just want my life to have a special person I can share with. Surely, I will be the happiest person ever in the world if that moment arrives. As I watch the sun sets at my window, I take a deep breathe and promise to myself that the time a guy walks down in my life finally, I will make my ultra-best to keep him forever and never give him reason to let go.