Originally Posted by
Phoenix_Heart
First of all, congrats to all that have been in a relationship.
And as you read this, remember I am a guy who is stright.
I don't believe that everyone has to have someone to be happy, sadly though I am not one of those.
One thing that I don't understand is why people, who have fallen in love, real love, can just brush it off. Even if it is not love, you were able to feel some joy, however brief it may be, in you heart. The thought that even though you are one person in the world, to one person you were the world, must be an amazing feeling.
I personally have never had the joy, and deeply fear that I never will.
The way the world looks at love and the way a girl and the way a boy should act has warpped the meaning of true love.
The world view: The guy is a strong, manly, tough as nails, person that can throw a football 500 yards, while repairing a cars, at the same time benching 350, in order to be called a "Man".
The girl needs to be skinny as a twig, hot, stuckup, and self absorbed in order to be called a "Woman.
A man or woman that doesn't fit those description are not fit for love.
Who I am: I don't like sports, can't repair a thing unless it is electronic, not in the best shape, "but that doesn't mean I am fat and weak", very emotional and have empathy, and something I call cutsy (meaning very sweet, it is hard to describe unless you are). But what does is the world's view of that, they would say I am a "girly boy" which is not an insult to me.
But when in a group of friends, it is my friends that fit the description of a "Man" that attract girls. I have tried several times but girls only want the "bad boys", so I feel the sting of rejection.
I guess I am forced to believe a line in a song that goes "It's like love, some people get it, for others it's like a glove, they just never fit it."
So since I am living in a world were, to girls, I am not "Manly" I am forced to hid my true self under masks, not being who I really am, but just being quite and just another face in the crowd.
Someday, I hope that there will be a girl out there that can remove that mask, see the true me, love me for who I am and we never let go.
Most guys reading this may think I am a wimp or stupid, but I am not. Most guys try to see how many girls they can date and are always looking for the next best thing.
I believe that maybe, just maybe, some girl will love me, and from the first time we ever hold hands and kiss to the very last time before death, my heart will skip a beat and she will always take my breath away.
I hope you guys and girls read this, and I would like your honest opinion on what you think about my belief, positive or negative.
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