galeng ulet ke ange. :p
What’s a meantime girl?
She’s the one you call when you’re bored.
She’s the one you talk to when you’re feeling down because she’s willing to lend an ear and be a friend.
She’s not the one you call when you need a date to your Christmas party, or to go out with on a Saturday night [or your prom night].
She’s the one you spend time with in-between girlfriends, before you find “the One”.
You know, the one you keep around in the meantime.
She’s not one of the guys, not a tomboy, but you don’t look at her as a “real” woman either.
She’s not bitchy enough, not moody enough, or sexy enough to be seen in that light.
She’s too laid back, too easily amused by the same things your friends are amused by.
She’s too understanding. Too comfortable.
She doesn’t make you feel nervous or excited the way a “real” woman does.
But she’s cool, and nice, and funny, and attractive enough that when you’re lonely and in need of intimate companionship, she’ll do just fine.
You don’t have to wine and dine her because she knows the real you already, you don’t have any facades to keep up, no pretenses to preserve.
She’s not easy, but you know she cares about you and is attracted to you and that she’ll give you the intimacy you need.
And you know you don’t have to explain yourself or the situation, because she’ll be able to cope with the fact that this isn’t the beginning of a relationship or that there’s any possibility of you having any romantic feelings for her.
It won’t bother her that you’ll stand her up for the woman you’ve been mooning over.
But deep down, if you really think about it (which you probably don’t because to you, the situation between the two of you isn’t important enough to merit any real thought), you know that it’s really not fair.
You know that although she would never say it, it hurts her to know that despite all her good points and all the fun you two have, you don’t think she’s good enough to spend any real time with.
She could play the hard-to-get bitch like the rest of them, if she really wanted to.
But you and she both know that she probably couldn’t pull it off.
Whatever the reason, somehow life has given her a lot of great qualities but has left out the ones that people like you want (or think they want) in a woman.
So she remains forever the funny friend, the steadfast companion, the secret lover, and you go on searching for your goddess who will somehow be everything you ever wanted in a woman.
She has feelings, and a heart which is probably bigger and better than any woman you’ve ever known because she’s had a front-row seat to The Mess That Is Your Life, and still likes you anyway.
She obviously sees something worthwile and redeeming in you because although you’ve given her nothing, and though she has absolutely no reason to still be around, she is.