I have met one of the kindest, nicest, most sincere people in America. He is everything I should want in a boy and I just don’t know what to do with myself.
You see, the problem lies in the fact that I the boys I should like are far different than the boys I fall for.
Mr. Right, aka the boy I should be falling for is: sincere, kind, driven, passionate, hardworking and loyal. He tends to be the boy next door, with the biggest heart in America and a smile that you don’t want to hurt, but know that you’re going to.
I enjoy Mr. Right for breakfast, chew him up during lunch and spit out by dinner. I get bored with his predictability. I get irritated because he calls too much. I want to vomit when I get a text from Mr. Right mid-day with something mushy. Ugh. The truth of the matter is that he isn’t doing anything wrong. In fact, he’s doing everything I should want a boy to do!
Or do I…
Mr. Not So Right, also known as the boy I lust over is: charming, unpredictable, unavailable, mischievous and witty. He’s a snake dressed in a cute boy costume. He has a twinkle in his wandering eye and a smile that I can’t resist.
He reels me in with his charisma and keeps me guessing and constantly wanting more. He keeps me staring at my phone, waiting for it to ring. Just as I go to delete his number, he always sends me a text that leaves me hanging on. He wouldn’t dare make plans for more than a week or two out, and you never know when something (or someone else) will come up. A certified heart breaker.