I must say, your offer intrigued me.
For so long I felt myself falling for you. So taken by your charm and your borderline egotistical confidence. So enchanted by your name brand leather jackets and all the latest in suits and style and fashion. So lost in the imperceptible pull you had on me … swimming in a sea of possibility of all I could have with you.
All I could have …
I could have a new dress every Friday night. The kind that would sparkle and cling to my figure and emanate with feminine grace and poise. And jewelry to go with it of course. Never would a fake gem be found on my finger or hanging from my neck. You would see to that.
We’d ride in a limo just to see a ballgame and always have VIP tickets to every concert I want to attend. Every one.
We’d travel overseas to London or Scotland or maybe explore the jungles of Madagascar. We’d kayak down the Amazon (whether they use kayaks there or not) and climb to the top of an Aztec temple.
You’d buy me a Mustang for my birthday and a private jet for our anniversary. But I’d never have to drive, of course, because I’d have a chauffeur in that marvelous car who would drive me anywhere in the country at my slightest command. Anywhere I wish.
Our exotic mansion would showcase priceless antiques on every wall, with maids and butlers shuffling through the corridors, awaiting an opportunity to serve us iced tea or lemonade on the open-air balcony. We’d save lunch with the president for extra special occasions.
I must admit, it’s all that anyone could want. More than most would dare to dream for.
But Rich, I have to tell you, my heart belongs to another. It took him some time to catch my attention with you around, but catch it he did.
It wasn’t his flashiness or fame or fancy apparel that captured my curiosity. Rather, it was a different kind of confidence that drew me to his presence. A confidence that could have the world but doesn’t need it. A gentleness, a patience, a joy, a peace … a love.
He’s a rare discovery. A man who seems to own everything, yet doesn’t hesitate to give it all away. A man who could have an army of fans, but instead prefers a few true friends. A man who may not buy cars for each of his friends … but he would die for them.
And the crazy thing is: I know he would die for me.
I know that he would trade all the wealth in the world just to call me his own.
And I’ve realized that’s the kind of man I want to spend my entire life with. Not because he can spoil me with trinkets and treasures – but because he’ll treasure my heart. Not because he can take me to fantastical new lands – but because all I’ll ever need is the place by his side.
I won’t mention his name, but I think you know who he is. I think everyone knows.
I’m sorry, Rich. You offered me everything, but I’d rather have nothing to have him as my everything.
I hope you can understand. Someday, perhaps, you too will learn to give up everything in order to gain it.
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