Bawal ang Perfect

A couple of years ago, one of my bestfriends, Lacoste, once joked that the reason why he and I never became a couple was because "bawal ang perfect." Funny how that phrase was something that really kept reiterating itself in my head these past few days. I had been dating this really great guy, Mundane, for the past one and a half month and for quite sometime, I had looked at him as if he was perfection made human. He was very understanding, never gets jealous, very supportive, incredibly sweet, fun to be with and loves my body (or so, he says. wahahaha…).

And then reality kicked in.


I realized that he wasn’t perfect.


And he finally realized that neither was I.


By the time we had our first fight, when he was mad at me for some transgression in my past and I was mad at him for punishing me for being honest, I remembered what Lacoste had said to me a long time ago, that phrase about perfection being forbidden, in reference to the fact that there is no such thing as a perfect relationship, that Mr. Perfect does not exist or that the perfect match is nothing but hullabaloo made up by greeting card companies, Hollywood movies and internet dating websites.

What I had thought was perfect was not after all. Problems will always crop up eventually even no matter how much you try to avoid them. So I stewed on my pride and my anger and got more pissed off. With him. With myself. With other people. I wasn’t the same person who was always smiling lately and walking in cloud nine anymore. I was just that person whom you should just better stay the hell away from because she’s not in a good mood today.

Thankfully, unlike me, Mundane had no pride when it came to me and he persistently texted me even when I wasn’t replying at all. And I missed him badly so even if I was still mad, I started replying back. By the time we made up, and we were okay again, without him resorting to the need for more drama or giving me sermons that extend up to God knows when, and I didn’t even feel like I sold out or was "pussywhipped" at all (which was so unlike when I used to make up with one ex-boyfriend after a fight)… and when I was honestly feeling so much more complete after making up with him, that all we could think off after the fight was wanting to spend some tine with each other right away, I realized one thing.

Bawal nga ang perfect but this one seems pretty close =)