She’s not the one you call when you need
a date to your company’s Christmas
party, or to go dancing with on a
Saturday night…
She’s the one you spend time with
between girlfriends, before you find
"The One." You know, the one who you
keep around in the meantime.
She’s not one of the guys, not a tomboy,
but you don’t look at her as "real woman" either.
She’s not bitchy enough, moody enough,
or sexy enough to be seen in that light.
She’s too laid-back, too easily amused
by the same things your male buddies are
amused by.
She’s too understanding… too comfortable
--- she doesn’t make you feel nervous or
excited the way a "real woman" does.
But she’s cool, and nice, and funny, and
attractive enough that when you’re
lonely or horny and need intimate female
companionship, she’ll do just fine…
You don’t have to wine and dine her
because she knows the real you already,
and you don’t have any facades to keep
up, no pretenses to preserve.
You’re not trying to get anything of
substance out of her.
She’s not easy, but you know that she
cares about you, and is attracted to
you, and that she’ll give you the
intimacy you need.
And you know you don’t have to explain
yourself or the situation… that she’ll
be able to cope with the fact that this
isn’t the beginning of a relationship or
that there’s any possibility that you
have any real romantic feelings for her.
It won’t bother her that you’ll get up
in the morning, put on your pants, say
goodbye, and go on a date with the woman
you’ve been mooning over for weeks who
finally agreed to go out with you.
She’ll settle for a goodbye hug and a
promise to call her and tell her how the
date went.
She’s just so cool… why can’t all women
be like that?!.
But deep down, if you really think about
it (which you probably don’t because to
you, the situation between the two of
you isn’t important enough to merit any
real thought), you know that it’s really
not fair.
You know that although she would never
say it, it hurts her to know that
despite all her good points and all the
fun you two have, you don’t think she’s
good enough to spend any real time with.
Sure, it’s mostly her fault, because she
doesn’t have to give in to your needs
--- she could play the hard-to-get-bitch
like the rest of them do, if she really
wanted to.
But you and she both know that she
probably couldn’t pull it off.
Maybe she’s too short, or a little
overweight, or has a big birthmark on
her forehead, or works at Taco Bell, or
just really not that type.
Whatever the reason somehow, life has
given her a lot of really great
qualities but has left out the ones that
men want (or think they want) in a woman.
So she remains forever the funny friend…
the steadfast companion… the secret
lover… and you go on searching for your
goddess who will somehow be everything
you ever wanted in a woman.
You’ll joke to her that she should be
the best man at your wedding, and she’ll
laugh and make a joke about a smelly
rental tux.
She doesn’t captivate you with her
beauty or open doors with her smile.
Mainly she blends in with the crowd.
She’s safe.
She doesn’t want to be the center of
attention and turn the heads of everyone
in the room. But she wants to turn
someone’s head.
She wants to be special to someone too.
We all do.
She has feelings.
She has a heart.
In fact, she probably has a bigger and
better heart than any woman you’ve ever
known because she’s had a front row seat
to "The Mess That Is Your Life", and she
likes you anyway.
She obviously sees something worthwhile
and redeeming in you because although
you’ve given her nothing, absolutely no
reason to still be around, she is…
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Author: Unknown
Note:
I really love this composition.
It shows the real meaning of martyrdom
Over someone else not worth loving.
Geez.
I repost it over friendster and myspace.
and now I'm sharing this to you here on multiply.
Enjoy!
*smile*
