Date a guy who reveals his wallet for that thick leather bound book of adventures instead of wordless magazines of Maseratis and Ferraris. Date a guy who doesn’t waste his time sitting in the local bar cheering at football teams and wrestling themselves while they get on the high from drinking. Date a guy who got short sighted just because he couldn’t let go of that book in the middle of the night, straining himself all throughout the night just to see a beautiful ending at stunning twilight’s embrace.
Find a guy who reads. He’ll be the one sitting alone at McDonald’s with a book, sophisticated at first sight, but as you peer closer, you’ll find out that to you, it’s just another story book, but to him it’s a reality based on a fantasy. He’ll be the only one who stands amongst children in the teen reader’s section of the book store, flipping through the crisp paperback books and contemplating on his final decision for he knows too that he can afford not of all the books that he desires.
People laugh at the thought of this, but for him, he’s just trying hard to keep the child in him alive so that he doesn’t lose that tad bit of innocence, that hope that sometimes, maybe miracles do happen, that faith that lets him carry on to look for a brighter tomorrow.
It’s easy to date a guy who reads. For he will be faithful to you as he is to the countless of storybook heroes and heroines, villains and villainesses that passed his beady little eyes as the strolled down the pages of the books he read. For he will not be willing to go through another phase of depression as he did for every book he finished, for he knows too well the feeling to lose someone special. For that duration of time he indulges in the book, he feels himself walking side by side them, and as the pages draw to a close, he becomes somewhat loss as he returns to the reality around him.
He reads the same books over and over, just to reanimate those lost inspirations for awhile, for that feeling as though they returned to him. If he ever lost you, he’d look back on the times you spent together, trying to piece back the torn sheets of time, to recreate the story you once had before he was broken.
Dating a guy who reads will never be boring. For he will have his moments of solitude for his lovelies before you, but he does it discretely, in the bathroom, the middle of the night, meal times for he knows that nobody likes to be second, but on the other hand, nobody wants to be neglected too. Forgive him as he tries to stammer his way out of his loyalty to his books, for they are his muse just as much as you are his to him. He knows all the little tricks to make you smile, he mastered the way of the books to erase dullness between the both of you, for everything he does, he learns from the books he read. For he is filled with suspense and mystery, and just like any good book, he puts not words into a moment, whereas he creates moments with his own words.
You’ll find him looking at you dreamily but please don’t scold him, for to him, you are another good read, like the crisp old weathered books, you are the book that he has been searching for all these years, lost amongst all the other books in the endless library. For when he sees your face, he would be inventing ways to tell you how you complete him, or create scenarios of how life would be so wonderful with you. For as he looks into your eyes, he fantasizes not about lustful things man does, but the way you would be the loving mother to his child, and for you to be his wife, would be the perfect fairy tale ending to this book he writes known as Life.