I want a guy who will carve our initials into a tree, like the old days. I want a guy who will sing to me, despite the fact he can’t sing. I want a guy who will give me a piggyback ride because I’m too tired to take another step. I want a guy who will remind me that he loves me. I want a guy who isn’t afraid of people saying he’s been ‘whipped.’ I want a guy who proudly tells his friends, ‘This is her, my girlfriend, the one I’ve been telling you about,’ with a huge smile on his face. I want a guy who is confident in himself. I want a guy who will respect me for who I am. I want a guy who can deal with my flaws even though I myself cannot deal with them. I want a guy who will take pictures with me, even though he hates pictures. I want a guy who wants to grow old together. I want a guy who understands when I need to be alone. I want a guy who knows that when I take him to my room, it doesn’t always mean sex. I want a guy who can hang out with me and my best friend without being uncomfortable. I want a guy who will love me as much as I love him, and maybe even more. I want a guy who can prove there is such a thing as forever.
