beneath everything

Boys? There are so many boys out there and according for what they say there are so many fish in the sea, you just need a good catch.  But who’s not wishing for a very good and charming guy like in novels? Fiction-zoned? Hell yeah. A million times.

Girls falls for this almost perfect guy? Cliché. But this is what I want, a guy who will do everything for me.  Guy who will not sleep unless our fight is settled. A guy who speaks the truth and is not feeding me with lies. A guy who will fight for me even if it is against the world. A guy who is matured enough to hug me when I’m feeling down. A guy whom I can trust myself. A guy who will randomly say ‘I love you’ out of nowhere. A guy who will send me a very long good night message when he knows that I’m already asleep, so that it’s the first thing that I will read early in the morning. A guy who will wake up in the middle of the night just to have midnight snack with me. A guy who will sing for me under the cold breeze of the moonlight. A guy who can embrace my flaws and love it. A guy who’s willing to give up everything for me. And a guy who will love me truly and unconditionally.

As I enumerate the things I want for a guy a question pop out of my mind, “Am I already describing a non-existing guy?” In this world does a guy actually really exist with those attitudes? An almost perfect guy in the 21st Century? Woah. But the, this is for sure, all I want is a guy who will love me unconditionally and truly. That guy may not be that perfect with my basis, but I will embrace his flaws and shortcomings. We should really blame novels for giving us really high expectations and standards for boys but who knows? The writer must have seen that kind of guy in her own eyes.

Only child? Uhm, was it wonderful or nah? Well at first you would think that you’re lucky to be an only child, you have all the attention, right? But is that all you want? Having the attention? Happiness is what most people wanted, being happy is the most important thing in the world.

When I was young, I was contented with being the only child but as I step in to high school my friends would often talk about their sibling and how they bond at the most boring time of the day. Yes I am indeed, envy because they are that happy. I never tried pillow fight as they do. I never tried being that happy at home. Because as an only child, you were all alone at home. You can only find happiness outside your so-called-home.