Ten years ago, I’ve never thought that I could fall for someone like him. I clearly had someone in mind, someone ideal, someone perfect. What I had in mind was someone who was an epitome of a well-mannered, mild-mannered gentleman. Someone exactly like my first love. That was the reason why I fell for my first love in the first place. Even if I had been blind back then, I would’ve still fallen for him, and no one else. Oh, don’t get me wrong. That person has the looks. In fact, it pains me to see his face because his features are too handsome for my heart to handle.
In a way though, his looks led me to the person I’m crazily in love now.
I think there’s something similar between them…perhaps the warmth and the gentleness in those persons’ eyes.
But I’ve really never dreamed of falling for someone like the person I love now.
I dreamed of someone who plays the piano beautifully, singing along with an angelic voice. I dreamed of someone who is a musical genius, someone who knows classical pieces by heart, someone who can play in several instruments all the ballads and the love songs that I love. I dreamed of someone old-fashioned, the kind of person who would kill me upon seeing me flaunting myself in a bikini. That someone is also God-fearing, the kind who goes to church at every church gathering, knows bible verses by heart, and whose faith is so much stronger than mine. The person I dreamed of was conservative, the kind of person who will have his first kiss at his wedding (I seriously thought people like that exist, but of course, now, 10 years later, I know better) who would never raise a finger to hurt a girl, someone who would never even raise his voice while arguing with a girl. I dreamed of someone romantic, someone who would never forget birthdays, anniversaries and other dates, someone who could come up with surprises at every opportunity, someone who can write poems and compose songs for me.
whoa. I just realized as I’m writing this how naive I’ve been. This is too perfect, don’t you think?
Ah, and you’re probably thinking that this kind of person does not exist except in romance novels and movies.
But you’re totally wrong. Because all of these qualities describes a person I know. Personally. Not a fictional or imaginary character.
That person was my first love. I fell in love with him because he fit perfectly to the character of the perfect husband I made up in my 10-year old mind. I don’t even know where that idea came from, I mean, the idea about the qualities. I swear, my mom and dad are the most unromantic people in the world, I couldn’t even remember seeing them kissing (would you believe that?! But yeah, I’m serious!) and my childhood friends has different views. They’re all mountainous people who marries right after having their menarche (if you don’t know what that means, look it up in google).
I guess it’s from all the novels I read even from such a young age. Or maybe it’s the romantic-mindedness that came with me from the womb.
Anyways, the person I love now…he’s handsome and gorgeous, hot as hell, and the opposite of almost every quality I had in mind. He’s worldly, he smokes (oh Gosh and I happen to despise smoking), I don’t even have any idea if he has a religion or not, or if he happens to be atheist, and he’s so NOT old-fashioned. In fact, I think he has kissed and bedded more women than I could possibly count. That drives me crazy, you know?
Oh well, he can at least write well, and he’s good in art (specifically acting and photography) but I’m not sure just how romantic or unromantic he is. He has tattooS! And I mean the huge S over there. He’s got THREE now, and he’s planning to tattoo his wife’s and children’s face as well in the future. Oh Golly. I hope I’ll become his wife so that I can discourage him from doing so, appropriately. And as for musical gifts…oh well. He can rap. He can rap well. As for his singing…I’d rather not leave any lengthy comments about it. To make it shorter, sometimes he can’t even hit the notes well. And he can’t even play the piano!
I’m totally ballad-ish while he’s completely hiphop-ish!
It’s crazy!
