LOL The allegory of Gaston from Beauty and the Beast, and who seems to be the only man that meets my standards for perfection as a mate... Alex. But, Gaston is very stubborn and looks for his own endeavours... And will never see me as his other half unless he comes back in another life...
We've had some history. We only lasted 10 months many years ago... And through the years after that one thing has been constant and clear: Although we've had other mates, no one else can challenge the worth and respect that we have/feel for each other. He is my best friend, confident, he knows my deepest secrets and my worst fears... He can read me as an open book... His mind is a wonderful playground... He has interesting things to say at all times, and he can go from adult to child in a second. He is sarcastic, dry, to the point... Yet he is truthfull, honest, kind, tolerant, sweet and generous with those he love. He is someone I can look in the eye and believe with no doubt that is my equal. The little times we share at the mall or restaurants he makes me laugh as noone else can, and are memories that are always dear to me.
He has been there through good and bad. He has warned me of bad choices, but sticked around to give support and a shoulder to cry on. His dual standards for metro and island anoys me, but no one is perfect and that is his only tradeoff. He is all a friend should be, and the time he was my boyfriend he made me understand the true meaning of loving, he soothed my temper, he made me believe in pixies and Dreamland. He restored my belief in my being a complete woman, which I doubt so much thanks to Gilberto. I guess he has been the only one who romanced my mind and gave me so much respect and attention... I was a fool for failing him. He is the best thing that never happenned to me.
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