Hopefully I will find someone with time for me, who cares more than a few words on a little screen - he'll bring me flowers, make me cards, tell me jokes, and give me dozens of hugs just because he wants to, because he wants to be near me.
This same person won't make me feel second best. They'll be warm and love to cuddle even though I pretend that I don't.
This mystery person will see that I want to take care of them and be there for them always. They'll see that I'm not judgmental and I just want someone to love and love me back.
This man will be just that - a man - not a coward or callus boy. He will smile at the glimpse of me and, although I'm not the most beautiful woman in any world, I will be in his.
He'll be patient with me and understand that I'm not the same as other girls. I am fragile in ways that most people are not and need a warm hand to hold when I'm feeling badly about that.
He will know just how important he is to me because he will allow me to show him and I would expect the same from him.
This boy won't make up excuses not to see me because he is scared to. He won't care for me sometimes from afar and expect me to be okay with it.
He will try to be gentle with my feelings and will always feel comfortable being himself.
He will want the best for me and will always be in my corner, hoping for me to succeed. He will understand when I am being bitchy that I'm just scared of everything he makes me feel and our arguments will be short-lived.
He will let me be silly and think that, although I hate it, my laugh is beautiful.
He will be open to my ideas and know that I will be open to his and we will have talks about the world we live in and where we fit into its makeup.
He'll kill my spiders for me and he will only make a little fun when I freak out because of them.
He won't want to be with any other girl and we will spend time together just getting to know each other all over again.
He will be one of my best friends and be courteous and wonderful to the people in my life that mean so much to me.
He will be sweet to my mother and grandmother and be warm toward my brother and dad.
He won't be afraid to speak his mind but he will know that I am the same way.
He'll make me dinner and let me do the same for him. We'll watch movies and laugh at the same parts.
He will let me stay the night with him when my house is too crazy and be understanding when I snore. He will hold my hand when we're driving and he'll let me take the long way home.
He will love music and art and we'll get into play fights about who's better: Foreigner or Journey.
He'll love my co-workers and the place I work for and he'll be respectful of my wishes.
All of these things, among many others, will be true but lastly,
He won't be you.
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