beautiful man.

There was just a time when "it" happens. you don't plan for "it" but it just happen. when i say "it" what i meant is, stumbling upon something so beautiful that it made your heart melt. It made no sense at all how it happened. i read in a book once that its just how your body react when you meet a person who is actually right for mating, nature way of making you feel stupid. A sign for reproduction or something.

i meet this guy in Starbucks the other day, but i just couldn't stop imagining him being so yummy. damn. his smile was special, he looks good in light blue shirt. i was certainly enjoying what i see. once in a while i would take a peek at him, and when he looked at me looking at him i would blush. idiot.

haaa...

you see this is the thing that makes the world go round, for some reason upon certain calculation of probability you will find something good to look at. i was sure that i liked the way he looked but to be honest, i don't think i would introduce myself to him.

Just because i liked what i see doesn't mean i will like him. History has taught me that things are not always the way they seem. some good looking guy might turn to be an asshole. It is like a rule or something, the probability of finding a perfect man is close to zero and there is a truth to the fact that there are something that is too good to be true.

I don't need a perfect man, what i need is a man who is trustworthy and independent. Till i get to find that kind of guy, it does not hurt to go for window shopping.