He's So Hot it Should be Ilegal

Sometimes, when I see a very physically appealing man in movies/shows or even in person walking down the street, my heart aches a little. I'm not even sure if it's because he's so friggin' good-looking that I can't help but be a little jealous of his man beauty and apparent perfection (which does happen as weird as that sounds) or if it's the knowing fact that I will never be able to have him. Maybe it's bit of both. 
Sometimes on the subway, my eyes spot attractive businessmen in suits and I ponder to myself, is it seriously humanly possible and legal for a guy to reach those heights of heavenly beauty, so much so that it could manage to provoke intrigue and disgust from me at the same time?? 
Anyway, it's like my heart's arm is hopelessly reaching out to him, knowing it will never be able to touch him, to caress his textured hair, feel his ruggedly handsome face and its features, hold his soft hand, absorb the warmth of his body...
Ok, I'm sounding like a creeper aren't I...
I'm just trying to say that guys like that make my heart slightly yearn and long for them. And I hate to admit that! I don't want to come off as a psycho romantic, desperate, love-deprived puppy, because as I said before, this only happens on occasion and because I realize no guy on earth is perfect and thus could ever fully satisfy the cravings of my soul. Only God could. I'm perfectly happy being single. I don't think I'm ready to get into a relationship for a while, I mean, heck, I'm still maturing and discovering new things about myself every day! Also, I kinda like this feeling of not being tied down and committed to someone. I'm entitled to a little selfishness for now right?


Although I'm not gonna lie, if I saw this fine specimen walking down the street, I would give all that up in a second and lasso him ;-)