I like you, and then I'm not sure. I'm 100% ready to go through with this, and then I have cold feet. I want what's right, and then I sin. I'm a mess. A complete, utter, mess.
Somehow, men are drawn to it. No matter how ridiculous I am, not matter what crap I post on Facebook, I come across as "mysterious." Women, without trying, come across as magical wonders who you can't pin down.
Here's the question men: once we've let you in, once you've "figured me out" will I still be cute as a button? Once you learn that my idiosyncrasies arise from serious wounds from the past, once you see that me being "mysterious" is actually a total lack of not knowing what the hell I want, will I still be beautiful?
If you caught me, what would you do with me? I'm guessing you have no clue. Before you start chasing after a girl with all this mystery, will these problems still seem beautiful during the day? Will you be there when I'm having an utter meltdown for no reason? Will you be there when I'm trying to work through family issues? Will you be there when I'm insecure, unkind, and selfish?
I can grow and my ultimate goal is to grow in Christ's love. I'll always be a mess, but if you chase me, you might realize that I'm a mess that's truly broken to the core. I can love, I can do good, but I can't always be that tantalizing women of your dreams.
If you caught me, could you deal with that?
