Mr. Right Kind of Wrong...


i can get disillusioned about this...i always meet the wrong boy at the right time. or i always meet the right boy at the wrong time. why won't the two right factors just come together?

i would have admirers (most of whom are the "wrong ones") who would try to please me...and they would somehow make me happy, albeit temporarily. and more often than not, that amusing feeling i get is only superficial.

and so the cycle goes on....and on...and on...

and by the time i meet him (whom we'd like to call the "right one"), he already knows so much about the world and love and life, and he's found "the one" with whom he decides to spend his waking hours.

and i am just this girl. this clever, passionate, loving girl who deserves more. far more than he can offer me.

no...don't tell me that "there is someone out there for you". whoever said that line probably referred "out there" as some place far...very faaaaaaaar...like the outer space.

aaaahh...this is just me being melodramatic.

what's more, they always say it like everyone knows what it is, like it's this object i can grab hold of anytime i pleased.



p.s.
yes, i'm still happy...very much happy today as yesterday...but i just had this moment to reflect on this subject.