Disney and country music have created a picture of a man who will do all the right things for a woman.
Women dream of men who will hold her when she cries, show her off to his friends, bring her flowers, call her beautiful every day, kiss her just to kiss her and not walk away when she gets mad.
Disclaimer: The following is not always true. Every relationship is different.
Fairy tales aren’t real, sweetheart.
Men aren’t going to understand why you’re crying and they aren’t going to want to hold you while you look like a walrus with tears pouring down your face. They are going to look at you and say, “stop crying,” because women are “too emotional” and men don’t understand.
Men will take you out, but they are more concerned with what the score of the game is and how many beers they can down than they are your brand new outfit or eyeliner you perfected for them.
Men don’t think of sending you flowers, and if they do, they don’t know how to look up a flower shop to have them delivered to your work or even how to buy them at Walmart and put them in a nice vase so you don’t have to.
Men think that “she knows I love her and think she’s beautiful, so I don’t have to tell her any more.” Don’t expect to be told every day how gorgeous you are because that doesn’t happen. You should just know, according to guys.
Men don’t kiss you just to kiss you. Pop kisses, sure. But who likes that? Men don’t always pay attention to the small things, like one long slow kiss and the effect it has on a woman.
Men don’t understand that when a woman is mad, nine times out of 10, it is because she wants his true attention. She wants him to hold her and kiss her and tell her she’s beautiful. If in a fight, women want to hear that things are going to be OK and that he loves her no matter what.
I have, and always will, love the idea of love.
I love being held when I cry, no matter how hard I fight back, because it shows me that you care.
I love being taken out and looked at like I’m a hundred bucks and treated like a princess, even if your boys are around.
I love flowers. Maybe not roses, but I love the thought that comes with them. Like, “Hey, I’m going to do something extra special for my girl today. Maybe this will put a smile on her face.”
I love being told I am beautiful and that I am loved. Yes, I know these things. I know these things very well. And no, I don’t have to have someone tell me for me to believe it. But no matter how strong a girl may be, it will always make her weak in the knees to hear that the man she loves thinks she is beautiful. So tell your girl she’s beautiful and that you love her. Every. Single. Day.
I love being kissed. I don’t like to always be the one initiating things. Guys, kiss your girl. Don’t make her make the first move. Kiss her. Kiss her at random moments. Kiss her when you first see her after a few weeks. Kiss her when you wake up in the morning. Kiss her when you are lying down to go to sleep next to her. Kiss her when she is making you breakfast. Kiss her when you are fighting and the only thing you want to do is walk away. Kiss her when she is crying and kiss her tears away. Kiss her all the time, like you did in the beginning.
I love being pushed back against and I love fighting until whatever is wrong is out in the open and cleared up. But when I am fighting because I want your attention, and all you see is a child that needs attention, that makes me even more angry. Don’t you see that, right now, there is nothing? Want me back and make me feel like I am wanted. Because, I promise, if you don’t tell me or show me more than once a month, I won’t feel it and I won’t know. Want me back so I don’t come off as a whiny little baby to you.
To the girl that feels the pain of being told to “stop crying over something stupid;”
To the girl that wants to be shown off;
To the girl that wants flowers;
To the girl that feels beautiful and loved every day in her significant other's eyes;
To the girl that doesn’t want to always have to kiss first, but to be kissed;
To the girl that wants him to understand:
Don’t ever stop believing in love. Sometimes, even though it might be hard to see, it's staring you right in the face, and whoever is giving it doesn't know how to make it known.