There always was this man I dreamed about. One that opened my door, paid for little things, said wonderful things to me. Made me see life differently. When I was in High School my sister was dating 3 different men all at the same time. Her quote was: "not one of them makes the perfect man, but all three together make the perfect man. One is great in bed, one pays for everything, and one is really intelligent. Rachel You'll never find the perfect man, the one that is all of these things." So for years I searched for him, I was out to prove her wrong, I wanted to show her that there are men out there like that. Well over the years she found her perfect man, apperently Todd is all of the three things that she wanted. So while she proved herself wrong, I just recently proved her wrong. I met that perfect man when I was young, we would always run into each other. I never thought about having any type of relationship with him besides just sex. So about 13 years after first meeting him, I became aggressive, and made it so we could go out. On the first "date" he did everything right, opened my door paid for everything, and respected my body enough to not try to get in my pants at the end of the date. This was a month ago, since that first date he has begun to help me see the world differently. I don't immediatly talk about the negative in life. I get excited to see him, I get overjoyed when he kisses me. And knowing he is not playing the field makes me feel even better. He protects me, defends me when needed, and calls me the sweetest things. He makes me want to get over my fear of Motorcycles, get over my fear of life in general. I want to succeed when I am with him, I want to hear about his day. The good, the bad, the ugly. I want to hear about all of it. I want him to be the next man I am involved with for a long period of time. I am trying very hard to not let my flaws ruin this, to not get possesive, to not get cunty, to be happy, and healthy, and as cliche as this is I want to be wise. I want to own a house that he can come to when ever he wants to. I want us to live a life that is close to normal, close to perfect, close to what we both expect it to be like. I don't talk down to him, I don't yell at him, I don't say nasty things just to hurt him, and I don't throw the fact that there are other men who want me in his face. Mainly because these men mean nothing to me. They could call me 75 times a day and still I'll be thinking about you. I don't want these men, I just want you. You are an amazing force in my life, one that I am so scared to loose you, because you make my life so, so much better in every way. So I've always believed in fate, and I think it is fate that has brought us here at the same time. Not yet ready for a relationship, but doing our best to build it. So I thank your ex for not appreciating you, and I thank my ex for lieing to me. For without their crap, we would not be here together. I would not be given the ability to show you how much a woman can appreciate you, and all the little things you do. On that same note, I would not be given the chance to see what a real man is, and how wonderful they can be.
