That Kind Of Woman

I have a philosophy on my love life that I just couldn’t stand to be with someone who isn’t extraordinary. I’m not talking about someone who is changing the world or doing fantastic and amazing things. I am talking about someone who to me is absolutely extraordinary. Some of you may shake your heads, or mutter “poor deluded girl”. I don’t care.  

I can’t stand being with someone who isn’t unique, memorable, terrific. Not because they try to be, but because I find those things to describe how I feel about them. I need someone to strive for something better, to have goals, to have the desire that the world is always giving, so why stop receiving. Why? Because I feel this way. Because I want to be unique, extraordinary, to be remarkable and memorable for someone. 

I haven’t met someone who has fully taken me for who I am, my demands, my flaws, my problems. I have yet to be with someone who feels comfortable to share their demands, flaws, and problems. I have yet to meet someone who can keep up with me. I have yet to have someone to keep up with. 

I want him to be extraordinary. And, yes that may be a little too much to ask. But, I still will ask demand.