I have met Mr. Perfect
On more than one occasion
Once in the costa rican jungle
Another time in a beachside bar
And again in the drivers seat of a truck
Passing by the caribbean coastline
I met him in a yoga class
Or maybe it was one east coast summer
A few years back
When I met mr perfect
Something went missing
I think the butterflies in my stomach called out sick
Because it was all so right
And yet, my emotions ran as dry as the most expensive
Vino tinto
I never understood
How crucial timing was
In fact, I thought it was bullshit
Until I saw all I ever wanted right in front of me
And walked away
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Why would you walk away from everything you ever wanted?
from the title I can guess that you had to choose yourself, which is great, you have to look out for numero uno, but what was it about all of the things (people) you thought you wanted that made you turn away from their manifestation. What did you trade it for?
Personal freedom? The commitment to keeping your journey alive and not being tied down? These are the things that scare me when facing the things you love….how long can you keep them//how long should you keep them?
~Shapiro