Have you ever been inexplicably attracted to someone who is the antithesis of everything you (thought you) wanted? It's ridiculous. I know this person is totally wrong for me. Everything about him is no-no. Not because he has any obviously unsavory characteristics that would negatively affect me or anything. It's not that at all. It's just that I know that he's not for me. Let me back up and say that this "attraction" is not like a crazy, I-can't-stop-thinking-about-him obsession. It's more of a . . . passing fancy.
The main reason I think I fancy him in this way is not because he's a dapper pretty boy. He doesn't have a magnetic personality that just unwaveringly draws people in. He doesn't have that Don Miller-esque down-to-earth intellectualism that I go ga-ga over. It's more basic than that. It's just that he exudes the perfect mix of masculinity and vulnerability. It's weird. On one hand he's ruggedly handsome, walks with a slight swagger, and has a roguish smile. He's hard. A man's man. But on the other hand, there's an almost boyish vulnerability about his manner. Beneath the hard exterior, there's a gentlemanly sweetness.
Yep. No doubt about it. I seriously need to get out more. Or something. Geez.
1 comment:
You have such a great way with words. It's almost like I can picture him from just reading this!
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