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She thought love was simple: meet the right guy -- the one who gives you butterflies, who steals your breath and heart, who makes every moment special. Meet the right guy, and everything else falls into place. She spent so much time watching, waiting, seeking. But he never came.
New plan: If he won’t come to me, I will build him, she thought.
Slowly, she worked. She designed everything -- piece by important piece. Her goal was perfection, and the pursuit of that goal completely drained her. Is he strong or sensitive? Funny or sarcastic? Innocent or edgy? Could he be all at once?
Design finalized, she set to work -- headfirst. Eyes to watch her, a nose to breathe her in, a mouth to light her way with smiles. As she neared completion of his “perfect” head, she realized the futility of it all.
Overwhelmed by loneliness, she left her workbench for the first time in weeks. She walked to the lake behind her apartment and sat on the shore. Tears streaked down her face as she contemplated her fate. Quietly a shadow formed over her.
“Now, what’s a pretty thing like you doing with eyes full of tears?”