That Guy

A certain kind of man will always be in love with two women, simultaneously:

The woman who loves him way better than he ought to be loved. 

And the woman who is, to him, one part mystery and one part imagined perfection. 

 

That certain kind of man would be wise to figure out it’s not two women he loves, but G_d:

G_d who loves him way better then he ought to be loved.

And G_d who is one part mystery, and one part perfection beyond our imagination. 

 

Then, finally, that certain man might find himself able to get on with loving just one woman, completely.