Wednesday, March 21, 2007

 

03.21.07

I know I'm not that guy that turns heads.

The guy who walks past you on campus, who you give a little smile to, and secretly watch from behind as he continues to go on his way.

The guy in the movies where everything stops as soon as he walks through that front door.

The one who doesn't really have to say anything to get your interest.

The kind of alpha-male who can net any girl he wants to with just a quick glance from his eyes.

I'm not the guy that you hit on.

The guy who as soon as you look at his handsome face, plants a crush seed in your head, whose existence is constantly nurtured with your chronicling of your romantic history together that is nothing more than a culmination of various hello's and daydreams.

No.

I'm not that guy.

I've been surrounded by them all my life. Two of my best friends are those guys.

I'm the guy that you hear about from everyone else. The kind of guy of that when we do eventually meet, you can't help but say, "I've heard so much about you!".

The kind of guy you're comfortable bringing home to your parents, but also to meet your closest circle of friends.

The guy who doesn't let his eyes, looks and body do the talking, but actually does the talking.

The one who always says the right things at the right time.

The type of guy who'll fix your TV or put together your bookcase.

The one who isn't in a rush, who's more than patient.

A person who will make you laugh and be there for you when you want to cry.

The kind of fellow who you think about because he does little things here and there that no one else ever really notices.

You don't develop a quick, loose crush on me.

Given time, I'm the one that you fall for.

And, you know...

I'm okay with that.

Docking out...
-Ryan : demure and inured

Ryan posted this at 3:28 AM.