The second cardinal resolution was to be happy and comfortable withmyself no matter what(love my relationship status and not give a damn even if Idon’t get hooked) – paradoxical, right? Lemme explain before you jump intoconclusions.
My wanting to get hitched does not mean that I am desperate – no, never.That can’t happen. I love me, myself and I with undivided devotion, the way I am.That is why I won’t go around flirting with any Tom, Dick(pun intended) andHarry(triple pun).
I am one choosy girl – it does not matter the guy’s resume is rich likeMuammar Gadaffi’s Libya(oil) that Indiana is a distant comparison. Well, thatis me.
At early thirties, a woman like me needs a mature man, not necessarilyolder, but one with a sense of belonging and direction.
If I may borrow from the all time bestseller, the bible, it is muchharder for a boy trapped in a man’s body to make it to my heart than for acamel to go through the eye of a needle. What’s even worse is to be caughtraiding the cradle.
It is not like I have working possibilities to consider, but my keen eyehas taught me to watch from a distance before I pounce. And well, I mustguarantee you that here the hunter is the hunted – remember my cardinalresolution?(I here military gooks say that the cardinal principle of war isselection and maintenance of aim).
For God’s sake I’m still a girl in need of warmth and love. Yes, I mightbe Miss Independent, but deep inside I am a girl – vulnerable and all.
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