Tuesday, March 15, 2011

My Perfect Man



He will be self confident, take pride in his appearance and comfortable in his own skin, regardless of imperfections that everyone has. He owns at least one suit and wears it well. A man’s man. A protector for those he loves. Innately polite. Knows to look one in the eye when speaking, offers a firm handshake and is ok with giving a manly hug to another male.

A bit old fashioned. Has no aversion to an occasional hand holding, opens doors and greets his elders with a “sir” or “ma’am.” He is socially comfortable and at ease when meeting others. A friendly smile, head nod or gesture of greeting in passing simply because it is a nice thing to do.

Has a sense of purpose in life, more than the expensive vehicle, big house or latest gadget. While he can appreciate these things, he does not require the ownership of said items to find happiness. He lives within his means and is comfortable and honest about what he can or cannot provide.

He is a part of something bigger than himself. He will have concern for others, the well being of society at large and is compassionate towards others. The type of person who will see a homeless person outside an eating establishment and purchase extra items for them, without judgment or expectation, give it to said person on his exit simply out of the goodness of his heart.

Has a job but knows how and when to hustle if the situation requires this drastic of a measure. He has my back and trusts that I have his. He knows difference between kindness and weakness and does not take advantage of either. He pays attention to detail even when I don’t think he has noticed the small things. He appreciates it when I do the same in return.

He is nonjudgmental, confident in his beliefs, yet open minded to new ideals. When we do not see things the same way, we are able to agree to disagree and compromise, then move on without drama or raised voices. He listens when I need to relieve my heart of hurt and knows I will reciprocate in kind. He trusts me enough to confide in me and knows to keep my private and most intimate concerns between us and not broadcast our relationship details to the world.

He overlooks my minor imperfections, does not take my non-relationship irritations personal and knows when I need a moment alone to gather my thoughts. He allows me to pamper him without the nagging thought in the back of his mind of “what does she want?” because he understands this is just my way of showing affection.

He not only makes me laugh, but, the very thought of him makes me smile. He is flexible. If it is a girls night out, he does not blow up my phone or assume I am up to no good. He understands that I am outgoing, friendly, and a bit of a flirt by nature but I would never cross the line of disrespect towards him because he knows I am a good woman knows her boundaries. Along the same line, if he desires a guys night out, I can trust that he will have a great time and come home to me without any underhanded, shady, or disrespect towards the relationship we have built.

He equally appreciates a quiet evening at home with a dinner and movie as much as he does an occasional club. He does not dread the occasional obligatory family gathering on either side of our families.

I wonder if this man, or anything even close to this, still exists? I must have a faith that somewhere, somehow, sometime, this person’s path will cross mine. Perhaps I am just a hopeless romantic.

1 comment:

  1. And just how long do you think he can last in that state?

    He is under the same psychological pressures as you. He is under the same mental stress as you.

    The world tears him down, like the rubber on a tire. Just how long can he last as Mr. Perfect?

    Is he a metal of iron, or steel> maybe titanium? Surely he can resist the onslot of bullets to poke holes in his "perfectness". Remind you, let us not find a blemish.

    I believe he is out there. He is me and I am he. But how long can he endure the gravity of society and its issues? If he sticks out (perfect) he will be chopped down and worn down like any man made machine. What really last when even gravity itself wears the body and soul down.

    Besides, society really would "hang" such a person if not "temp" him to the darkside therefore ending in "Not Perfect". He is me and I am he.

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