For years I have searched for my Mr. Right only to run into Mr. Wrong after Mr. Wrong. Like two left feet slow dancing to heavy mental. Not stopping and taking a moment to understand me and what I needed. Still continuing to dance to the music unaware that the music has stopped. Not seeing the warning signs ahead. The disco ball no longer spinning and has fell to the floor in pieces in front of me. Another E for Effort I guess. At least I obeyed the laws of the land but what about the law of my heart? What about the time spent to love and to be love? Still no success. As if 51% participation or a \"D-\" mindset will cut it. Time is ticking and I am not getting any younger.
BOOM! Just like a a thunder bolt across the sky or a slap to the face, there you were! Your smiling face and high cheek bones, just too cute. I became pressed but just that quick I was plagued with the memories of my past. With thoughts with the power to tarnish any future endeavors. Are you Mr. Right or Mr. Wrong? Being hopeful and the hopeless romantic that I am I yield, listened, waited, loved, touched, embraced, sexed, comforted you as much as I could. Something was different. I had a feeling deep inside that you where special. Now, short of 30 years old and almost a year later, I can proudly say I an taken and feeling amazing. Mr. Right is right by my side.