Rotten Bastards

It's a blog. It's a way of life. It's many things in between.


Tuesday, 16 December 2008

Once more unto the breach

Is she the Perfect Woman?

Does such a thing even exist?

Is she just fucked up enough to make me happy?


Who knows?


Not me.


But what I do know is that when I'm around her I feel comfortable. Content. Relaxed. At ease.

I can say what I feel and mean what I say and not hold back a thing.

Ideal woman?

Does such a thing even exist?

Shit.

Do any of our ideals really exist?

Are we just faking it?

I think that, perhaps, this may be the closest I've ever been to really loving someone.

For who they are.

And not just for what I wanted them to be.

3 comments:

billyboy said...

Ever the optimist, aren't you? If this keeps up, you're going to have to rename this thing Romantic Bastards.

Sariel Thrawn said...

In a perfect world, I would...

t said...

maybe she is what you want her to be. :)