Or if not the girl of my dreams, then a VERY close relative of her.
Remember how I described what I thought my dream girl would be like?
I added that description to my profile on one of the dating sites I was on. Most of the women I talked to suggested I not do that, as such specific details might make a girl think I’m being very closed-minded about getting to know anyone else who is less perfect than the fantasy girl I’ve envisioned for myself. That’s why I only decided to put it on one site, where I was having the least amount of luck. No loss, no gain.
But then I happened across one profile and I found it so endearing that I had to email her (despite her being nearly 1,000 miles away.) I didn’t expect to receive a response, but to my surprise I did, and to my complete shock, I couldn’t believe what I read:
Hello and thank you for the message! May I just say that I love your profile. It reads almost as poetry. I was a little freaked out by your description of your dream girl… you could have been writing about me. Right down to the bit about being quiet and shy, artsy, reads a lot (yes I love a real book in my hand :), long hair, never curses, love music (have played piano since I was 6) and am a true romantic at heart. Despite the current statistics of the length of an average marriage these days I firmly believe that two people can love each other and no one else for their entire lives and be the better for it. *daydreams*
*snaps back to reality* So yes thank you for the message :)
I have no words. Not two days ago I was firmly convinced that I was projecting my fantasy of the kind of girl I’d fall in love with, never believing for a minute that this type really existed in real life. Except…
If anything, that completely turned my world upside down. Could it be possible? Could the girl I envision really exist, if not this sweetheart, then someone like her? It was hard to imagine, but it gave me a glimmer of hope, that maybe, just MAYBE, I wasn’t being so silly about this after all. Maybe I really did have a soulmate.
I’ve emailed her back and asked her if we could continue corresponding, if for no other reason than to just be friends and now waiting if she gets back to me with bated breath (actually I’m terrified out of my mind.)
I have no expectations really… ok who am I kidding, I already envisioned the wedding. My mind has a tendency to do that, latching on to a scrap of hope in the present and then time warping into an idealized future, instead of just taking things as they are now. It’s why even the most petty of disappointments sometimes have such a devastating impact on me. Sigh, I wish I could stop that somehow.
So if she doesn’t respond (which seems likely) I’ll be sad panda, but I think it was enough to know my type may exist in this world after all.