Show Me Who You Really Are And Let Me Love You
It’s very important for me that I meet a guy who treats me like I’m his best friend. I want someone who I can always rely on to be there for me whenever I need him; a true life partner. I don’t just want a boyfriend. I want a teammate who is going to stick with me through thick and thin. I want someone who can make me laugh at any given moment; someone who I can just be silly and vulnerable with. I want a partner who is going to be up for going on adventures with me; someone who might be scared every once in a while but still finds the courage to face his fears just for me.
I’m not particularly interested in the fairytale kind of romance or the Hollywood movie kind of narrative. I’m not built for that stuff. I’m built for reality. I want you to be able to show me who you really are on the inside. I want you to prove to me that you’re real; that you’re not someone who is plucked out of the pages of a script or a novel. I need you to prove to me that you’re human; that you’re someone I can touch, feel, hold, kick, kiss, hug, and love. I want you to be someone I can love. Show me who you really are on the inside with all of the flaws included. And let me love you.
Sure, it would be great for you to be the kind of guy who does spontaneous romantic things for me when I least expect it. It would be nice to have candlelit dinners with you by the beach under the light of the moon and stars. It would be nice to just get drunk on expensive champagne and make love with you for a whole night. But I know that that kind of stuff just mostly exists in the fantasy world; and I’m not looking for a fantasy. I want someone who is real. I want you. And if you’re willing, I’m hoping that you can let me love you for who you really are.
I want to be able to be silly around you. I don’t want to have to act fake. I don’t want to have to manufacture some kind of personality just so I can feel like I’m good enough to be with you. I don’t want to have to act like someone I’m obviously not comfortable with being just to get you to fall in love with me. And I want you to be the same way. I want you to be your true and genuine self. I want you to show me how you get really passionate about the most stupid things that wouldn’t interest most people. I want you to say every joke that pops into your mind no matter how corny or dirty it might be.
I want you to tell me about all the weird books you read and all the outdated music that you listen to. I want to get to know YOU – the real you. I’m not interested in the “you” that other people expect you to be. I want to get to know the real you because that’s the guy I want to fall in love with. What is love if it’s not built to last when things get real? Is it even really love at that point? Shouldn’t we be able to love someone even when they screw up? Because that’s part of being human. That’s part of being real. And I want you to know that I understand that you’re going to make a few mistakes every now and then – I just hope that you can grow and learn from them.
I understand that you aren’t always going to be the perfect guy – I just hope that you continuously work on improving yourself to become the best version of who you’re really meant to be. I know that you might not be able to reach all of your dreams – but I just hope that you don’t let life kick you into thinking that you’re not deserving of success. And through it all, I know that you’re not going to be the guy of my dreams – but I hope that you can still let me love you even then. Because you’re better than the guy of my dreams – you’re here.
You’re real. You’re someone I can touch, hold, squeeze, and kiss. You’re someone I can love. And I’m never going to take that love for granted. You might not be perfect; but I’m perfectly fine with just loving you anyway. So just be yourself. And trust that that’s always going to be good enough for me. Let your true colors shine; and know that I’m always going to appreciate every shade and hue.