Mr. Right vs. Mr.right now

So as its dreaded arrival neared its departure was even sweeter, yes valentines day, it came and it went. I hate when guys give the bullshit excuse of valentines is just a marketing scheme and "why should i show my love that one specific day" uhm...earth to beavis you don't show it any other day. I have never gotten roses just because and def never gotten chocolates on any other day besides v-day. A romantic holiday is what its suppose to be, but every year it torments me, and im sure 5 million other girls feel like me. A hopeless romantic at heart, and somehow deep inside believe chivalry is not dead how can one really decipher if a guys efforts are truly to show affection or truly to show you affection in the form of his bulging pants. I spoke to a friend who pours his whole heart into every girl he feels can potentially be the "one" only to disappointingly find out that she isn't. I wish there was a way to seek out the "one" like a floating light bulb above your head only to be sparked and lit by the "one." Which leads to the title, Mr.Right vs. Mr.right now...... Mr.right is the quintessential perfect guy, the one who opens the doors, calls you every day, text you when he thinks of you, always considers you in his plans, gushing about you to his friends, all around charming guy. But most often when we meet mr.right we are opted to go for Mr.right now, the guy who you have instant chemistry with (mostly sexual attraction) hardly calls, never texts back right away, refuses to change his single status on myspace to "in a relationship" gives you the "why do we need a title" speech, yeah that guy the one who treats you like dirt but you stick to him like mud( a very wise 17yr old boy gave me that analogy) Why is that? Age old answer of you always want what you cant have. A game of cat and mouse but this huge feline dominates your jungle and for some reason you choose not to have it any other way. So i sit her contemplative whether to tell my friend to morph into mr.right now or continue wearing his heart on his sleeve(resulting in hole he is unable to patch) or holding on to the last shred of hope he has left that the "one" is still out there. I guess that is an answer he will have to decide, maybe for the next girl he can be wiser, not jump into something so quickly. I always tell him to not expect the world from a girl, when you do and she doesnt deliver your left to pick up the pieces of a broken heart, and unfortently that is what he is left to do so off with my broom and a bottle of booze (im on damage control)..... until next time kiddies ciao!!