I wish for you to be loved by the perfect man. You know who I am talking about..
The man who is handsome, tall, and has a great career. The man who is kind to your friends, the man that opens the door for you, the one that remembers anything you say, the one who buys you diamond earrings for Valentine’s day when you even forgot what day it was! The man that looks at you and tells you that you are beautiful, the one that let’s you vent for one hour when you had a bad day and that whisks you off to a foreign land for a romantic weekend “just ’cause”. The man that is so nice to any human being walking on this earth that everyone thinks he could never do any wrong.
And I wish for this same man to be jealous. To be so insecure to question your every move even if you have never given him any reason to mistrust you. I wish for him to be nagging and paranoid, for him to say things like “you are going to a party with guys” (duh!!!). I wish for him to be so defensive that anything you bring up turns into an argument, to the point where you know you simply cannot bring up a topic with him because your words will be twisted and used against you. I wish you to be loved by the kind if man that complains if you want to go to a party, that demands your undivided attention. The kind of loving man that checks your phone and uses every innocent text you sent against you if it was addressed to a man.
Why? Because one day you’ll be that man. One day you’ll be someone’s “perfect in paper/everyone adores you”-someone, but you’ll be a crappy match. Because one day you’ll love someone so much to the point of adoration but you’ll be suffocating him with your insecurities. Because one day that person will walk out if your life EVEN if you are perfect… Because he was simply pulling the worst out of you. Because despite you’ll think he was your soulmate, you were suffocating him with your insecurities. Which were most likely founded… What’s the point in sugar coating this?
So let him go! Just let him go!
You were perfect… You are perfect.
But together, you are a bad match. He brings out the suffocating controlling crazy part of you… And there is nothing you can do about it.
The issue it’s not who you are, but who you become with him… And there us nothing you can do.
I wish you to be loved by that version of you so one day you’ll understand that sometimes people will walk out of your life even if you are a splendid human being… It has nothing to do with you.
Two people can be perfect standalone… But sometimes their union brings out the worst in them.