Finding Mr. / Ms. Right

Finding Mr. / Ms. Right

Do we continue to seek the right one for us or do we settle for whatever we could find. Find the right one for us, Love, marriage, children and to live our life happily ever after. I have stopped looking for Ms. right, we often look for relationships because we don’t want to be alone so we cling on to whatever we can find hoping to fill that void of loneliness, often stressing the situation.

We look in all the wrong places looking for what the heart desires only to be crushed by what we find. What we think is love is not truly love, but lust, a sexual attraction. I mean 3 months and oh my, I am so in love because we have so much in common. We grow an attachment because they fill that void. We often dive head first without truly seeing where we are going.

We are easily blinded by our emotions and we let society influence our thoughts as we romanticize of a life that is painted all around us as we see couples around us happy and we want to feel that same thing.  But is it true happiness or is it just euphoria.

Down the line, relationships turn from love to disdain to utter hatred. How can love turn to hate so quickly and we are left asking the question was that truly love. How can we truly find someone right for us, when we can’t find our true selves. But then again finding the right one, could reveal the true you.

When we meet our opposites we often hide who we truly are. We paint a picture of something other then what we are.  Our quirks and behaviors, and when we start shedding those away and start revealing ourselves, that is when relationships start to deteriorate and when we see the other person for who they truly are or who they think they are supposed to be.

I rarely flirt anymore, what is the point the flirting. Being a man, I am supposed to do the manly macho thing and gawk at women. Which is all fine to admire a women’s appearance, but to stare and obsess, like got damn look at that ass and tits and just fantasize has become a moot point.

I am guilty of that before i changed into who I am. I don’t see women as objects. As something just to fuck. That is where we meet people for all the wrong reasons. That is where  lust turns into a perceived love. I want more than just a warm body next to my bed, I want to be able to stimulate a women’s mental capacity and her mines. I want more then to fill that lonely void, but to fill my consciousness. To be the ying to my yang. I found myself, my true self and it is who I reveal myself to be. As awkward and weird as I may be.

Mr. or Ms. right is out there and the universe will conspire to bring them together,  at that specific moment in time, when we would least expect it, as it should be. For me, Until then I will keep looking up at the trees, for one day I will find her up there on the tree, smoking cannabis with flowers in her hair and our souls would be dancing in the clouds to the sweet serenade of the birds swinging their sweet sweet song. But who knows maybe Ms. right is under our noses this whole time.