Ironically and quite marvelously, I have found a new 'friend.' Not by accident or chance, he has come by way of introduction.
He's almost too perfect in some ways. Driven. Fit. Funny. Successful.
Some of it scares me.
A lot.
We've only been out a handful of times, to date. But my mind can't stop thinking of dates to come. Shared moments filled with emotions I haven't felt in a long, long time. It scares me to think that way, yet I know I have to freely put my true self out there, on the line, vulnerable. It is only by vulnerability that can I expect the same.
And therein lies my hesitation. He has been perfect in perfecting the facade, the personality, the shell. He's worked hard at it for for many years, perhaps his life (?) yet I can feel the shield, the barrier that he hides behind. Was it created by design or though anguish? I don't know. I just hope I have the softness of spirit, the kindness of soul to melt down through it and find the man that hides inside.
