Dear Mr. Man ( You fill in the blank),
I don't know where you are currently or if you will find your way to me, but let me tell you a few things. There is a good chance you passed me up a few times. You might have thought I had a man and just kept it moving.
You also might have been distracted by the flashiness and "the song and dance" of that other woman was giving you, while you came only to find out it wasn't real. Hell you may have finally realized that she wasn't real. I am however, the most real sister you can find.
Materialistic that I can be, with all things that MY money buys me. I have my own, I do for self, I DO NOT look for handouts (or met a generous soul such as myself). I am that woman your mother dreamt for you on the day you were born. Hoping that when you grew up to be the Man that you are today, that you would find a woman that was strong, intelligent, pretty and sweet. I suppose it doesn't hurt that I am all these things and more. Oh so much more. A fabulous cook, a great lover, and warm friend. Deep down I am still an "old fashioned gal". These are my qualities and I have my faults too perfection I don't claim to be.
I know what I want in this world and I strive to succeed. I am aggressive and blunt, truthful and serene. Worse yet, I wear my heart on my sleeve. But I will await the right man to give that heart to.
Yes I know what you are thinking, if this is all true, then just where the hell have I been?? I will tell you. I have been hoodwinked by men that claimed to be you. Told me they were strong, courageous, ambitious men. They beguiled me in a web of untruths, only all to be found out in the end.
I realized something however I can't look for you. You have to seek me. God made Eve for Adam not Adam for Eve. So I wrote you this open letter in hopes that you know that I am here and still available. Now that you know where I am, the rest is up to you. Till then I wait with my arms open for when you finally come through.
Signed,
A Good Black Woman |
