Taken Guys

As soon as I find out

A guy I have a crush on

Is in a serious relationship

My mind starts filling up

With excuses and arguments.

 

It’s like I stamp

Their mental images

With a big old rubber stamp

Saying “TAKEN”

And then I try to convince myself

That really,

He’s not the one for me.

 

So what if he’s got a sense of humor

That makes me laugh and giggle and snigger

Whenever I read his emails?

Another guy could buy a joke book

If he wasn’t similarly endowed.

 

So what if he’s got a smile

That dang near breaks my heart

When he cracks that crooked grin at me?

Most people have nice smiles.

 

So what if he’s got

Blue eyes that make me want to

Just stare at them all day?

Green eyes and gray eyes

And even brown eyes

Can be nice, too.

 

So what if he’s got

Attractively mussed hair

And intellectual-sexy specs?

Other guys have those too.

 

So what if he’s got a body

That’s graceful, lean, muscular

And completely drool-worthy?

So do Brad Pitt and Matthew McConaghey.

Wait, they’re taken too.

Well, surely there are other guys

(Less well-known)

Who share this characteristic.

 

And so what if he’s got a voice

That makes my chest thrum,

Or my heart beat in rhythm,

Or a shiver go up my spine,

Or my knees feel just a bit weak?

Surely, he’s not the only guy on the planet

Who can sing well.

 

And who really cares

If he loves kids

And shares a fondness for cards

And movies and books?

Who cares?  I mean,

There must be another guy out there

Somewhere

That shares my sensibilities.

 

And if he happens to love the Lord

With all his heart

And have a great way of sharing insights,

So what?

There are plenty of Christian guys.

There are plenty of smart guys.

There are plenty of caring guys.

 

They’re just all

TAKEN

Already.

 

No,

They’re not.

 

Just keep telling yourself that,

Bethany.

 

© Bethany Peat 2011