In any girl’s life there is or was always that one guy that you like but don’t want to date right now. He is the Mr. Right who you would marry but you don’t want to date right now. He’s the guy who you wish would wait until you’re ready to get married or settle down. But you don’t want to date him right now. Either the timing is wrong, he is too nice so right now he is abit boring but you can see yourself dating him when the time is right. The tragedy is that this guy may love you but eventually he may give up waiting and hook up with somebody else. This poem is about that guy.
Hey, Mr. Right,
Let me wrap you up in a cocoon,
And put you in a time capsule to preserve you.
You are Mr. Right,
But not Mr. Right now,
And I don’t want anybody discovering that you are gold.
Come let me hide you,
So that no one can see how you shine.
You were meant for me,
But right now I am too busy,
I like you a lot,
But I won’t let you see,
Because you will bug me,
And I am not ready for you.
You’re the man my mama told me to look for,
You make me laugh,
And you are so considerate,
On my list of things a man should be,
You score very highly,
But you only lack in one area,
You don’t make my heart beat fast,
You’re not a bad boy,
You’re the nice guy next door,
And right now I am searching for a little danger,
A little excitement.
I want to be with you when I am ready,
Not when you are ready.
Please don’t change,
Keep loving me,
But from a distance,
Because if you ask right now,
I will have to say No.
But if you wait until I am over being crazy and immature,
The answer will definitely be Yes.
So please let me hide you,
Because there are others with sharp eyes and gold digger instincts,
And if they spot you,
You will get distracted.
Don’t you know we were meant to be?
It’s written in the stars,
So Mr. Right,
You’re my gold mine,
But you need to hide,
Remain undiscovered until I am ready,
To stop searching for gold dust,
Because not all that glitters is gold,
I know, because I have tried,
And I know you are the real deal.