Imagine: You are in a speakeasy in the 1930’s. It’s near closing time, so place is nearly empty, except for the band playing on stage. The chairs are being placed on the tables as the janitors begin to clean. The only people that are remaining that don’t work there are me and you, embracing one another on the dance floor. The band is playing its last song of the night, a slow, freeform jazz. The hum of the saxophone is mixing with the strumming of the cello, the flighty sounds of the piano, and the soft, pounding of the drums. We are dancing in place, hand-in-hand, our feet move unconsciously, as we pay more heed to each other than the song. As the song ends, with the reverberations of the drummer’s cymbals stirring us from our reverie, our feet stop moving as our faces continue to be captured by the other’s gaze….
This was what I usually imagine whenever I think of myself of possibly being in a relationship. Normally, you have the man, taking the lead, trying to make the woman move in ways that would become unnatural for her. But in this case, how I see it anyways, while they are both independent, they put trust in their partner, to move accordingly, to hold them in their arms, to move as if they were so in-tune with the other that they wouldn’t need to see what the other was doing in order to match their pace.
I am a bit of a romantic at heart, as could be judged so far. But to say that I am limited to that alone would be a mistake on my part. From sports and games, to literature and the arts, I don’t really have any real brand to place on myself. At times, I could be admiring the musical composition of a musical such as Rent, but could also become equally excited for the Red Sox winning over the Yankees. But if I would try new activities, I think I would be happy, as long as I see that my partner is.
I don’t exactly know what I am looking for in a woman because I haven’t met a woman who I have felt that I could connect with on that level yet. If I were to be looking for anything, I would be looking for a woman who would be able to confide in me, someone who would feel as if they could be honest with me about anything. I may be pushing my luck if I ask for anything more than that, but as long as she knows how to enjoy herself and life, I would be beyond satisfied. I just want someone who would be my partner in this slow dance and would enjoy every moment of it like I would.