The Perfect Merman?

They say 95 percent of the ocean is undiscovered, which leads people, including me, to believe mermaids do exist. But has anyone ever thought about what they'd do when they actually found a mermaid? Will mermaids live up to our expectations of how our minds perceive them to be? The answers to these questions will forever be unknown to me, unless mankind finds a mermaid anytime soon (I highly doubt it). I also apply these questions to my personal life as well, for any situation life brings me I ask myself one thing: What would I do? The most current situation in which this question popped into my head was this past semester of college. (This situation also involved a boy...or merman, if you will) Unfortunately, the 18 years of preparing myself and telling myself how to handle my first relationship all went down the drain when I saw my 'perfect merman' was not so perfect after all. So I ask myself: What exactly would I do if I found my ideal merman? And if I did, will he live up to what I envisioned in my mind?

Much like the scientists who spend there entire lives looking for something that may or may not exist, I've spent the last 18 years of my life searching for that one special merman that could debunk every stereotype. Of course when you're younger and going through those awkward stages all you want to do is make a trip to the sea witch and ask-no!- beg her to make you beautiful. Which is pretty much how my middle school and high school years went for me, totally male-resistant. So I guess you could say I never really experienced any form of a relationship with the male species. But, that all changed when I entered my freshmen year of college.Yes that's right, I had finally found my perfect merman, who pushed all my doubts out the door! In some ways he really was a creature of the sea, always observing from a safe distance thinking maybe, just maybe, one day we could part of the same world. Fast forward through the constant hellos, smiles, and oh-so-famous 'You look really pretty today.' gestures and our worlds collided. For 53 days I had what I had been looking for. And what a perfect 53 days it was. However, like all to-great-to-be-true stories each have a falling out, and just like that; our worlds tore us apart.

Sadly, our worlds tore us apart before I could say goodbye. But one thing he should know is: no matter how short our relationship was I will always respect it. Our worlds may have shown us we weren't meant for each other, but the memories and feelings we had were true and I will forever honor that.

Now, five months later, I sometimes find myself thinking about those magical days I once shared with him. After all those years of trial and error I came across something I had been searching for my entire life. And once I had it, I lost it. All those years of thinking about the day I'd find my ideal merman, all those years of thinking about what I'd do and what I'd say to him, all those years creating these expectations that are impossible for one person to accomplish mean nothing now. If anything I learned no matter how hard you think about what life may throw at you, no matter how you handle it, and no matter if it lives up to your expectations nothing, absolutely nothing, will work out how you want it to, even if the situation involves the perfect merman.