Who's the Man?
I hope you don't think I'm playing hard to get. I'm just being extra careful here…
You know the story. You know my baggage. You know that my heart has been broken before, that I'm sick of crying over the could've beens and all the never will bes. Yada, yada, yada… The saga of a hopeless romantic turned bitter, cynical and jaded.
I don't know where this will lead us to. You asked me to give you a chance so; here I am putting my heart out on the line again. I'm 23 – still young enough to fall in and out of love a few more times before I finally get it right. The thing is I just don't think my heart will be able to survive the agony of another break-up.
I know that my embittered beliefs of no man ever staying faithful to his wife, girlfriend, or harem of mistresses irritates you at times but, that's just me expressing my disenchantment with your specie. Besides, I've known you for far too long to put you above suspicion. I can prattle on the entire day about all the sins that men commit. About the thousand lies you tell, the promises you utter but never intend to keep, and your duplicity in general.
Don't get the idea that I'm open to having my partner cheat on me. I still want to be with a man who is mad about me, who will make me laugh and bring me pancakes for breakfast. I still want to be 'someone's everything'.
Right now, it is still easier to remain disillusioned and disappointed than to keep on believing and hoping that MR. RIGHT exists. I'm NOT even looking for Mr. Right. Neither do I pine for Prince Charming. Cinderella, Snow White and Sleeping Beauty can fight over him for all I care.
At the end of the day, all I want is a regular guy. I just want one man, a guy who will prove my past wrong and enlighten my future. One man to prove that not all men are the same.
