I've always had a sense of the kind of guy I'd fall for when I grow up ever since I was little girl... someone cute on the outside and cute on the inside as well... But life often perplexes you and conditions you to believe that that is a fairy tale breed of men, and conditions you that what's on the inside doesn't count, there is no such kind of man... You can choose to have a cute and shallow man, or you can choose to be with a not so cute and shallow man. And when that one guy turns up and proves you wrong, that such "fairy tale" breed exists, but in the end doesn't reciprocate your sentiments...the only thought you end up with is that you'd rather end up growing old alone than going back to the so-called reality of men...
Someone wise once said "It's better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all." And it's true... I wouldn't have it any other way, to not know the existence of such breed and settle for the guy around the corner just for the sake of it... I would't want that at all...
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