The right one


Here’s a secret most people don’t understand. I don’t need to look for a partner just because I’m single.

I don’t need a partner to be happy. I am happy. I’m soo frickin happy I can’t begin to explain it to you. I am the me I always wanted to be. I am still changing, growing and evolving..but, mostly, I am ENJOYING this me. I am, after much internal struggling and spiritual renovation, completely joyful as the me I see and adore in the mirror.

I like this dorky goofball who loves fiercely and cries over sappy commercials and touching youtube videos. I love this creative person who has involved conversations with plants and inanimate objects. I like this weirdo who sings commercials and butt dances on her bed. I love that I get to be this me without anyone telling her she isn’t good enough EVER AGAIN!

It’s not that I’d mind finding a loving partner if I happened across one, but I’m just not looking for him.

The truth is, I am AMAZING. I like this me and I figure, eventually, some fine ass man WILL notice and fall flat on his ass over me. Because, the guy who loves this me, is a smart guy, a caring guy, a guy who will know deep in his heart that he’s finally found someone who fits. I don’t need to find him…and I don’t think he needs to hunt for me either. When we spot one another we’ll just…know.

The question isn’t if I will ever find a partner, it’s when. I like this me because she’s got a deep heart. She’s a hard worker and she’s got a twinkle in her eye. She’s fierce and strong and quirky. She’s emotional and breathtakingly sentimental about family. She likes adventures, books and learning. She’s got a working understanding of her value and how to value others. She’s all about respect and commitment. She’s not playing around, but damn she’s having fun!

There is a guy who will look at me and tumble head over kettle because he likes my laugh, my smile, my silver hair. He’ll sink deeper when he notices my scars are healed and my soul is bright. He’ll learn that I don’t mind mistakes because they teach me. He’ll learn that I don’t mind flaws because they make me human. He’ll learn that I am about respect and kindness. That I don’t tolerate abuse or cruelty. That I don’t do pushy or overbearing. He’ll like me. Just as I am.

That’s the secret. The right one isn’t a requirement for inner happiness. Inner happiness is the requirement for the right one.

Published by Bexley Benton. (Pen name)

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog.

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