simpleTHINGS

I was recently introduced to a song performed by Miguel, titled: “Simple Things”

I was told

“That’s so you.”

The more I thought about it, the more I came to grasp the reality of it. I’ve never longed for some luxurious life style, it’d be nice, yeah, but it’s never been something that I dreamed. It’s never been a goal, it’s never been a priority. I’ve always said when I find someone for myself, I don’t want someone materialistic, someone who cakes on make up every day, and spends hours on their hair.

Just be you.

That’s all I looked for. I’ve never had the want for someone rich, or famous. For someone who has to go out and party to have fun. Those aren’t things I believe would make me happy. All I’ve ever looked for in a girl were the simple things. Be yourself. Just be here with me, Some one who will give me their heart, and who’ll be true. Who will appreciate the countless little things I do, rather than rely on grand gestures. Not to say, I can’t be romantic and surprise you.. because I do that too… Some one who knows how to weigh the good with the bad, not just count the bad. Someone who won’t run away anytime things get rough. You can’t have a lasting relationship if at the first signs of trouble, you always say fuck it, and run away…

It really is the little things that count. “Some” people say they notice these things, but noticing and appreciating represent a world of difference.

I’ve always been the kind of guy who’ll take care of you when you’re sick. Wake you up to take medicine, and change the cool cloth on your forehead. The kind of guy who’ll hold your hair and rub your back while you throw up, while standing by with a glass of water… Who’ll check on you and bring you food, or make you soup.. Who will go out of my way to make you comfortable, even if it means going to the store and buying you “things” when you run out. Or dropping them off at your work, when you’re in need. The kind of guy who’ll cook you dinner every night, and make you breakfast in bed…

All I’ve ever wanted in return, were the Simple Things…

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