i guess that in so many pictures, displays, potrayals of men that i see,
i keep seeing the ideals that i want has to has his features —
the nose, the eyes, the lips, the jaw and the chin,
not to mention my fondness of height and lanky build.
although of so many other good things about him,
his characteristics, quirkiness and charisma,
with the flaws that i lived myself with — because nobody is perfect,
it is immediately shattered with one simple act of betrayal.
and that one act takes it all to simply removes all my faith in him.