Some people come into your life, and they are there but for a moment, and then they are gone. They choose to leave, they want to leave, they have to leave. And you wish that they wouldn’t go, that they didn’t go. But they did. And that’s life. It is what it is and you remember the good times and you wish them well, and you let them go. You move on.
Some people come into your life and they overstay their time. Or you let them overstay. They should have never stayed as long as they did. You should have never let them stay for as long as they did. You knew better and you let them stay for far too long. And they did. It is what it is and you remember the good times and you wish them well, and you walk away or you turn them out, telling them that they must go. You move on.
Morning came and I was on my way, when you reminded me. I had too soon forgotten, it was you that set me free. Yeah, you were here when I came, you’ll be here when I’m gone. So don’t be waiting on love, ’cause I’ll be waiting to ramble on. – Kip Winger
I’m not Mr. Right. I’m Mr. Right Now.
Mr Right Now. Such a phrase with many connotations. One night stands. Same day lay. Someone who “just” wants sex. There’s many more connotations, and it seems that many, if not most of them, are negative. Seriously though, what’s wrong with being Mr. Right Now? At least I’m being honest about it. At the end of the day, that’s all I have to offer you, my honesty and my presence in this moment.
I’m not Mr. Right, I’m Mr. Right Now. I’m here but only for a moment, this moment. I don’t look for anything from you but this moment, right now. Don’t try and keep me here, you can’t. You won’t. I’ll be moving on before you know it. So just enjoy me now in this moment. Enjoy us, right now.
I’ve done the “domesticated thing.” It doesn’t work for me. Perhaps it never did. Perhaps it never will. I don’t want or have expectations of a tomorrow because there is no tomorrow. There is only now. This moment. Let’s just enjoy it shall we? Whether sex is on the agenda or not, I don’t really care. Having you spend time in my presence and me spending time in your presence is what I seek. Even just for this one moment in time.
And that’s all there really is. Moments in time. And if you join me in this one moment in time, with no expectations of another moment in time, maybe there will be another moment in time? And another moment. And another moment.
Stop looking for “forever.” Nothing lasts forever. Nothing. Not even the Great Pyramids will last forever. Not even this planet that we live on and inhabit will last forever. Certainly our lives won’t go on forever, so let’s drop that fantasy shall we? Let’s just enjoy the moment, this moment, with no expectations of any future moments. This is what it means to be Mr. Right Now.
There is no permanency in life. Memories fade over time, memories change. Photos degrade or may become corrupted. People move on, move away, and then at some point they die. Or we die. We forget, they forget, it’s what we do. And that’s okay. This is not hopelessness. This is not futility. This is reality, this is what it is. This is why I laugh when I hear about “legacy.” Will my words, these words, be preserved, untouched, unmarked, unchanged, throughout the entirety of time? I highly doubt it, because nothing lasts forever.
Languages change, meanings change and shit gets lost in the translation. Or sometimes there are words that have no definition or meaning in a language, so we “give it our best shot” trying to step into the mind of the author and thinking, “well, this is probably what he meant.” We’ll never truly know because the author is long gone. Doesn’t mean don’t try, but it does mean don’t get hung up on it.
“Living as Mr. Right Now is so superficial, so shallow.” No it’s not, I assure you. I will love you and cherish you intensely. I will love you for a lifetime in this moment, because that’s all I have to offer you and to give to you. You can know a person deeply in just a moment. You can know all you need to know about them, if you let them show you, in a moment. I know this because I’ve seen it and I’ve done it. It’s possible.
Darling, don’t wait up for me, tonight I won’t be home. You’ve become a stranger,
I just got to be alone. Don’t need nobody on my side, to dull the blade I’m on. So don’t be waiting on love, ’cause I’ll be waiting to ramble on. – Kip Winger
I’m not Mr. Right, because there is no Mr. Right, because there is no permanency, there is no “forever.” There’s only now. I’m Mr. Right Now. We could be so good together, yeah we could. I know we could. For now.
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