Well, he isn’t really a guy. He is just a friend. We are just friends. But I can’t help but notice that he possesses everything I would like in a husband. Every standard I have for guys that people used to tell me were unreasonable are all characteristics of him. That is why his name is ‘Husband Material,’ (H.M. for short).
The strange thing is….I don’t have a crush on him. I mean…I don’t think I do. I respect who he is and what he represents, but I am not sure if I want more than a friendship with him. I mean don’t get me wrong, he is an open-minded and practicing Christian, he is actively pursuing his career despite the difficulties life throws his way, he has an amazing personality that is both welcoming and respectful, and, not to mention, he is very easy on the eyes. I just…I don’t know. I don’t have many guy friends that I can actually trust and depend on or know that they truly have my best interest at heart. But he has always been there to support me when I needed him the most, to listen when I just knew the world was falling to pieces, to protect me from creeps, and just make me and everyone around him laugh. So, the most important thing to me is our friendship. I guess that is why I just don’t want to see him as anything besides a friend.
I know, it must sound very foolish to friend zone the only person I know that is husband material, but I’m not necessarily friend-zoning him. It is mutual. And if you only knew how far I’ve come with broken friendships, you would understand my desire to have genuine people around me. I don’t want to mess that up.
Sometimes it’s good to just…be friends. Right?