My perfect Mr. Imperfect

Sometimes I just like to add links to my sidebar but forget to actually go through the sites, even the ones that belong to friends. And yes, I don’t exactly know how RSS feeds go, but I think I’d be too lazy to actually go through all the blogs I would subscribe to, which makes me wonder if you guys sometimes tire of reading my blog, and I can’t help but wonder how many other blogs you read besides mine…or how many other blogs do you subscribe to besides mine.

Anyway, I went to my college friend’s blog and discovered this among her posts. I’ll share it below..

One day I hope to meet an imperfect man who will seem perfect to me from time to time.

He will not be the best I have ever met, but he will be great when I need him to be. He will hold my hand when we cross the street and make sure I stay on the safe side of the road. He will kiss me goodnight before I go to sleep, and he will kiss me torridly when I don’t want to sleep. He will wake me up with a pat on my leg and once in a while surprise me with breakfast in bed. He will argue with me, taunt me, frustrate me, but he will also let me win without having to tell me.
He will cradle me when I need to be babied, respect me when I need to feel big, and scold me when I make a big mistake. He will sing to me when quiet makes me lonely, and remain quiet when noise makes me mad. He will not always read me correctly, but he will always make his best guess. His timing will often be off when calculating my moods, but when he does find that perfect moment, he will make it one that I will never forget.
He will touch me when my heart is cold and cool me down when my head is hot. He will see through my Tupperware expressions and detect my tears before they fall. He will understand many things I am saying with my eyes, but sometimes he will pretend he doesn’t see them at all. He will hurt me time and again, but he will ask to be forgiven just as often. He will lose his temper because he is human, but he will always strive to become a better man.
He will falter and fall and make mistakes, but he will also rise above himself. He will hold open a door for me, although sometimes he will forget. He will order me around, but will bow when I resist. He will take me to a bar, dance with me, go wild with me, but he will also escort me to the theater to watch a play he never really wanted to see.
He will go shopping with me, but he will roll his eyes only when I am inside the fitting room, not when I can see him. He will stand by me at the cosmetics corner, and pretend he’s not bothered by the shade of purple I am trying on. He will laugh at me, not just with me, to remind me not to take myself too seriously.
He will tell me the whole truth when I am ready for it, but he will be ready with his half-truths when that’s what I should hear. He will make me realize that I need him, but only up to half as much as he needs me. He will make me admit that I want him, but only after he professes how he feels about me. He will bring out the best and the worst in me, but he will stick with me always.
One day I will meet an imperfect man. He will love me, and I will love him wholeheartedly.

Source: http://opinion.inquirer.net/17713/mr-imperfect

As a child, most girls long to find their Prince Charming, the perfect guy who will sweep them off their feet, do their every whim and fancy, and all those other things that come with being Mr. Perfect. But as maturity and experience teaches us, no one is ever perfect. What’s more, if you think finding Mr. Perfect is hard, finding Mr. Normal is even harder. Finding that one normal guy who has both faults and good qualities, that one guy who is willing to give-and-take while being in a relationship with you, who respects you and treats you the way you should be treated….THAT is DIFFICULT. Also, finding someone who is willing to look at the imperfect you and love it, that’s the most important thing.

I want to find a guy who is not perfect and without fault, but the guy who is perfect and most well-suited for me.

Oh woah is the me who wishes my dreams can defy reality.

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