A friend asked me if I think he's the One.
I'm not one to go all romantic and sentimental on my affairs especially with my friends. And honestly, I am not a fan of cheesy girlfriends who cling to their boyfriends like gum on your hair. I guess I'm more realistic because I've been there. I've had my fair share of high hopes and expectations only to be deflated by the harsh realities. So I don't practice writing my signature with a new surname or declare my love everlasting when nothing is certain. I don't imagine a dream house or suddenly come up with an idea for a wedding motif. (Not that I find anything wrong with people who do that, it's just not who I am.)
So labelling a person as "The One" never really came to mind. Not because I don't believe in whatever it is we share but because I refuse to put a person up a pedestal with such a compelling label.
But I do acknowledge that the feeling is real. I know what it's like to suddenly have warm, fuzzy feelings churning inside your stomach, and to have your cheek muscles suddenly pull themselves up into a smile for no apparent reason. I know what it's like to be so completely comfortable with someone that even unpleasant gases or awkward situations don't embarrass you anymore. I know what it's like to suddenly see someone in your future, and not cringe by the thought of it. I know. It happens. It's happening.
I told her I honestly don't know. But as Paramore sings it,
"But I'm on my way to believing."
I'm not one to go all romantic and sentimental on my affairs especially with my friends. And honestly, I am not a fan of cheesy girlfriends who cling to their boyfriends like gum on your hair. I guess I'm more realistic because I've been there. I've had my fair share of high hopes and expectations only to be deflated by the harsh realities. So I don't practice writing my signature with a new surname or declare my love everlasting when nothing is certain. I don't imagine a dream house or suddenly come up with an idea for a wedding motif. (Not that I find anything wrong with people who do that, it's just not who I am.)
So labelling a person as "The One" never really came to mind. Not because I don't believe in whatever it is we share but because I refuse to put a person up a pedestal with such a compelling label.
But I do acknowledge that the feeling is real. I know what it's like to suddenly have warm, fuzzy feelings churning inside your stomach, and to have your cheek muscles suddenly pull themselves up into a smile for no apparent reason. I know what it's like to be so completely comfortable with someone that even unpleasant gases or awkward situations don't embarrass you anymore. I know what it's like to suddenly see someone in your future, and not cringe by the thought of it. I know. It happens. It's happening.
I told her I honestly don't know. But as Paramore sings it,
"But I'm on my way to believing."
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