Who ever said life was fair...oh wait

  The thing I hate most is when you know what you want, and you can't have it. I mean, I spend most of my life in indecision and I finally know what I want and I can't have it. How is that fair? Oh right, life isn't fair. If it were, the Red Soxs would win the world series and I wouldn't have to dream about eating chocolate cake with my perfect man. If life were fair, I could say I finally found my soul mate.
 
  As woman, we all have an idea of what we want in a guy. Most of the time this consists of lists that are pages long. But there is a certain point in one's life where you have to come to realization that you will probably never find someone who has all of those qualities. Some of them,maybe even most of them, but certainly not all of them. I had finally reached this point when, BAM! out of nowhere an acquaintance became a friend, became a best friend, became attractive, became my bairn. I always knew he was a great guy, but it truly takes a physical attraction to notice all of some one's qualities.
 
  I am not ashamed to admit that when all the girls were fawning over Mr. Right I was not impressed. Yes he was a sweet guy, talented, funny, but just not as impressive as they all made him out to be. Then he grew facial hair. It's superficial, I know, but it was like all of a sudden I was looking at this really attractive man. There is just something about a guy with some scruff. Anyway after that, as our friendship evolved, I started to notice all of the boxes he checked off. Funny, smart, kind, strong, sweet, complimentary, loves Jesus, helpful, hardworking, and the list goes on. As I fell deeper and deeper into feelings I didn't even let myself have, I knew it was stupid because we could never be together. There was one big thing standing in our way. Because I would rather not offend anyone, I'll refrain from true details. Let's just say he's stuck in his ways and I'm stuck in mine. As perfect as he may be, he will never date a girl who isn't his way, and I will never date a boy who is.
 
  So here we are. At the point of  a relationship where I would usually be asking, "Where do we go from here?". But since I know the answer I'm not sure what to do. I suppose I just say nothing and continue on with our not relationship as if I want nothing more then friendship. I suppose it doesn't really matter anyway. In five months I'll be in Tennessee, and what are the chances we really meet again after all? It's just too bad that I now know the perfect guy exists...sorry future boyfriend for any comparisons I may make...