I always dream of a man who possesses the characteristics that I am frustrated to have—someone who could play either the violin or the piano well (but so much lucky if he plays both), has an angelic singing voice, sporty enough, a good leader and speaker, and of course, an engineer of any kind. Way back years ago, that was indeed my dream guy. And I always look forward for that day that I would be able to meet him.
But as I grow older, and I supposed, think maturely, all those qualities paved way to my new description of a dream guy. Now, I don’t even care about the physical aspects nor the above-mentioned characteristics. Probably, those would be big bonuses to my self-declared exam called The Searching/Waiting Test.
In case I haven’t met him yet, or if by chance, I knew him but not aware it was already him, I envision that my dream man today is already the guy whom I would love to promise my forever with.
He is someone who is mature enough to handle the immaturity within me; who would love to hear my corny jokes, who would bare at my usage of harsh words, and who would ride on my mood swings. He is someone whom I would share my principles and ideals without me, having a second thought. It’s as if I won’t feel any awkward moments whenever we were together. He need not to be the guy who would agree to all my likes. He is someone who would definitely argue with my thoughts whenever he felt that strong need to do so, and change my points-of-view, for the better. He would open my eyes to the beauty I don’t even care to appreciate way back to the times he wasn’t there. Someone who may not sing well but his voice would remain in my memory. And maybe, if ever I can’t remember the lyrics, I wouldn’t dare to forget the melody of what he sang. He may be that person who is not taking the same path as I am, but at some point in time, I know exactly that we were staring at the same direction. In short, he is someone whom I would love to spend any of my time with—growing old and growing up, maturely and unselfishly.
My descriptions may sound so much vague, his face and qualities may be unclear to my vision, but the feeling I am looking forward to feel? It’s so clear to my senses. And to quote the Survivor, “And when I look into your eyes, I can see forever..” By the time I already found out it’s true meaning with his help, then that I could finally say, the long search is finally over..
