I’m not looking for a man who will shower me with expensive gifts. A book from my favorite author would be enough.
I’m not looking for a man who will take me to a first-class restaurant everyday just for a date. It would mean so much to me if he will take me to a basketball game of my favorite PBA team.
I’m not looking for a man who will dance with me after a candle-lit dinner. Dancing in the rain, arms held up high & laughing to our heart’s content would be nice & fun.
I’m not looking for a man who will bring me to the highest building in town just to see the city lights below the busy Metropolitan streets. If he will take me to a place where I can clearly see the stars scattered beautifully up in the sky & he’s ready to lie beside me for stargazing, I will go with him.
I am looking for a man who will take me as I am… the one who will wipe away my tears with his kisses, even if the cause of it are those of the silliest things.
I am looking for a man who will hug me from the back as if afraid to let me go… the one who’s not afraid to admit that he can’t live a single day without me.
I am looking for a man who will admit at times that I can be stronger than he is… the one who is supportive, understanding & humble, not an egotistical male chauvinist pig.
I am looking for a man who’s brave enough to cry in front of me, much more in front of other people… the one who’s not afraid to show others than he can be weak, that crying means he’s stronger than anybody else.
Most of all, I am looking for a man who will stand up and fight for what he truly feels… the one who will prove his worth and shows his real intentions to me and my family. He can be a past love, a friend, a colleague. Or perhaps, he can be a stranger from the other end of the world, waiting for us to meet.
And I am looking forward to the day that we’ll cross each other’s paths… maybe someday but not today.
