I read a piece on thenakedconvos.com by thetoolsman about the relationship/differences between a romantic man and a player. He talked about how the player sees the romantic and vice-versa.
So, It caught my fancy, I felt however, that it was tilted a little more to the point of view of the player, I therefore thought I'd write something something about it too, from the full point of view of the romantic, who I may be, Maybe. After permission from thetoolsman of course. I don't want nobody suing me you know.
So here goes...
It's always been a mystery to Mr Romantic how the player does it, I mean how do you become a serial heartbreaker and still get a woman to always open her arms to you in welcome every single time, How??
To be honest, sometimes Mr Romantic wish he had the heart to do what the player does consistently, even if it's just one single time. But he can't.
You see, deep inside, the romantic does not really like the player, don't get me wrong, he respects him, but he just fails to understand what fascinates a woman about him, he just doesn't get it. In fact, to him, the player does not deserve to be loved. He's a jerk.
You could call it jealousy, I mean, who wouldn't be jealous, you know. Before the romantic even settles at a party, the player has already gotten four phone numbers. Before the romantic gets a simple text message returned, the player is already on a second date. So honestly, who wouldn't be jealous?? Who?
It hurts him to have to chase a woman and put his all into it, a woman he really likes and after all his hard work, he still loses the woman to the player. Who probably has 5 more girlfriends at that moment, on the side. His side-chicks.
To the romantic, the player doesn't care, even half as much as he does. He knows deep inside his guts that he can be a million times a better man for her than the player will ever be, maybe he's wrong, but it doesn't matter does it? He still never wins her heart, because for some strange, strange reason, she believes that she can change him. Can a Leopard ever change his spots? Does she have any idea how many other women have travailled the never ending path to changing the heart of Mr Player? Sometimes the romantic wonders how a woman always prefers to give her heart out to someone that is bound to play with it. It amazes him.
It's all just a short sprint race to the player, something he can go into and come out of as it pleases him, but to the romantic, it's a marathon, a relationship is like a marathon, it's not a short process. He may be laying the foundation bricks for his future, you just never know. This is love we are talking about, it's a matter of the heart to Mr Romantic, not just a 'fling', the word 'fling' does not exist in the romantic's dictionary, it never has, it never will.
The romantic ridicules himself constantly, comparing himself to his player friend. 'Look, you see the difference between you two? The player switches women like he's switching clothes, and you? What about you huh? You can't, can you?'
But he consoles himself with what probably is an illusion. The illusion that he would one day find the love of his life, one that would complete him. But I say again. It's probably an illusion, isn't it? A woman most probably doesn't fancy a romantic as much, so his is almost always a lost cause, it's almost certain he is never going to find the happiness he knows he deserves. Sigh!
Till next time,, Keep dreaming!!