something right

"do not look for the 'right one', rather 'be the right one' for someone."

looks like that short adage of "waiting for the right one" has now come to an end for the self-confessed i-will-wait-for-the-right-one friend of mine. we had a not-so serious conversation yesterday that led to her realisations on her 29th birthday as she invaded the historic Corregidor. somehow I would want to go to places alone, enjoy the view on my own. sometimes i would wish i have him with me when i go to places like that. sometimes i would love him to be with me all the time.

so here we go with the discussion.

we all are searching for the right one, waiting for them to arrive. it seemed like a fairytale story, that will never happen in real life. it's not something the genie could produce in one of your three wishes. it's just plain wishes and dreams, reality is far from sight. because the truth is, there is no right one that will arrive unless you became the person you are looking for. if you have a standard as high as the statue of liberty or a fan of ever gorgeous, god-like, perfect man, you might as well consider to disregard those standards of the one you're looking for. it's when we love ourselves that we can attract the "one" for us. i've read a book once, that men generally is the one who chase after the heart they wanted to have. they do all the effort, the hardship just to be with the woman they love. it's their job, not ours (ouch). but as society accepts the equality of women to men, does it hurt if we could also do something to our eye candy just to give him the signal that we like them too? giving signals aren't bad after all.. only if only just giving signals and not merely mimicking their parts. men love challenges. and the more they see that the one they love is happy with the life she is leading, they would want to be part of that happiness too.

it came to me as we talked as to how i could be on track with this thoughts, knowing that for the most parts with our "mutual" relationship, it is I who is the gentleman between us. It is more of I do the "panliligaw" for the man who does not like me and until now have no idea whether he had fallen for me. it hurts for me to know that while I was so busy chasing for him and doing what I can for the love for him, it sours the relationship making it hard for me to decipher his feelings for me. so i then slow down, giving careful thoughts in all my actions. it came to a point that in order for me to get his full attention, i ended up being control freak and overpowering..that made me less attractive. so i slow down, i tried really hard for him to take the lead. i tried to be submissive. this time doing the girl's part. i am waiting as patient as I could. the process is really heartbreaking. that it dawned to me how blessed some women who have been shown great affection and attention by the man they love. that to my part it became a moment of solitude and despair. why? because he does not love me at all. he might show that he care, he would admit that he care but he is not decided to reveal his true feelings. he is on the safe zone. he is non-commital. at some point i would like to give up. but in the name of love i don't want to. i divert my attention to other things aside from him just so i would not be too clingy, craving for his attention. surprisingly i felt a bit disregarded, even taken for granted. i felt like because there is no deeply-rooted feelings for me might as well be a reason for him to dump me that easy. and that is really horrible to see.


i am in the position of not wanting anything but for him to be open for us. to realise that all the while it is i who is there for him no matter what. that his fear of being left alone will never come to us because i rarely do that. that just like him, i am always left behind. i may not be open for the challenge of looking for another guy who would definitely should be for me but would you blame me? it's not that easy as 1,2,3. and even if those discussions really hit me bulls eye and for so many times been hurt for the truth always banged me big time, I would fight for my love...but would remain in the state of waiting for him to act for us this time and not the other way around.