Apr 19, 2011

Can't you just adore her?

A song by Mandy Moore goes like this...

She likes chocolate in the morning
She drinks her coffee late at night
You can sense that she is guarded
But that's alright
She'll fall asleep while your still talking
With unfinished books beside her bed
She'll cancel all of her appointments
And go shopping instead


And in spite of what is right
Far beyond what she'd except
When the moon begs the question
Will you have the answer yet?
Can't you just adore her?
Can't you just adore her?

She loves to watch the sunset
But she is partial to the rain
With those tears and that umbrella
Her allure goes unexplained
You made dinner in your apartment
You both assume that she'll be late
She always has the best intentions
Her goodness is innate


And in spite of what is right
Far beyond what she'd except
When the moon begs the question
Will you have the answer yet
Can't you just adore her?
Can't you just adore her?
Why can't you just adore her?

I like chocolate in the morning
I drink my coffee late at night 


The first time I listened to this song, I thought I could be the woman that the song talks about. And needless to say, I fell in love with it. 

But today, as I listened to this song while attempting to cook chicken in my uncle's hole of a room, a friend of mine popped into my head. Our very own Mapuii whom we lovingly christened 'Lalgo-i' just because she's exactly the woman that the song talks about. Yes! precisely to the 'innate goodness' and the 'unfinished books beside her bed' bit. And it's surprising how different she and I are, in our own little worlds, when the song could talk about both of us with all of our uncanny nature. It kept me shifting my thoughts to another friend to yet another friend. I soon realized that this song fits for every single one of us. 

So, this song is for all the less-than-perfect women who somehow always have the best intentions in their hearts. These women and I, with our clumsiness and our imperfect nature, deserved to be loved and adored just the way we are! Yes, with flawed bodies and all!!

And so the question remains...

O Sons of Adam, can't you just adore Her?



1 comment:

blackestred said...

Nobody's perfect, and it's these little imperfections, the quirks and habits that are all the more adorable then the perfection... Perfection is the virtue of Gods, so in a way, being imperfect is the only proof of being perfectly human.. I guess..