heyyoitsrobee:

Plain and simple. Girls are like waves.

Guys are all surfers in the ocean of love. Guys go out, packin 6, 8, some even 10 or 12. Some guys go looking for big ones, the ones with the big pipes that they can get into. Other guys just like enjoying their company and cruise. Some guys go after every single wave they see. Others wait for the right ones. Sometimes they wait for the waves, sometimes they ride one, and catch the next one going by.

Girls? They’re the waves the guys go after. Waves, like girls, come in all different sizes. Some are big, some are small. Some are tall, some are short. Waves, again like girls, behave differently. Some like to swallow you up, and some spit you out.

Trying to surf the right wave is like trying to find the right girl. You see one from afar, and the closer and closer you get to it the more you start to notice if it’s the right one for you. Sometimes you take a chance and it’s not all you expected it to be. Other times they’ll look good, and when you go for em, you find out they’re not all that great. Sometimes more than one guy can go for a wave. Other times no one will.

There’s the ones that get away. First you paddle and go hard for it, but you can never catch it. Someone else gets that wave, leaving you to only watch and wonder.

Then there’s the perfect ones. The ones you stay with for a long time. Everything at that point is good. You’re cruising, just enjoying every part of it like nothing in the world matters but you and that wave.

And then you see it fall apart. It just stops. You don’t really know what happens. It just falls apart. Eventually we just abandon ship.

After that, some guys leave for a bit. Don’t want anything to do with waves, especially if they go down hard. Some just decide to brush it off and go back out looking.

Plain, simple. Girls are like waves.

 I thought this was very interesting ;)