The Boy Who I'll Be Waiting For
Everyone asks me what my dream guy is like. They think it's
something typical and something I can easily
explain like a jock, a nerd, or some goth-emo kid. I'm not
interested in any of those typical things because
I am not typical. I can't give the guy I imagine a label. He
is far more interesting/unique than that. I
don't know what he'll be wearing because what he wears
won't make him who he is. It's how he thinks. What
he dreams about. Where he thinks he'll be ten years from now.
He can wear black eyeliner or rock a football
jersey...that doesn't matter to me. I just want to be able to
see the world from different eyes...his eyes.
I want no one to understand him... I don't even want me to
understand him. I want to have to figure him out
just like how he'll have to figure out me. We can be complete
opposites or so alike that we can finish
eachothers sentences. I just want to hear his endless thoughts
till the sun sets and the sun rises. I want
to be romantic with him but I also want to have heated debates
that might end with door slams and name
calling but I know that we still love eachother just as much. I
want him to be sweet but he can be
agressive. I want him to be able to kiss slowly but be able to
run around with out hands linked to lock us
together like we're meant to be. He's not going to be
typical and he won't be a total catch to every girl
but he will save me. He'll always be saving me. It's like
he was meant to be here to save me, to love me,
to be my dream that never ends.
That's the type of guy I want. And one days, that's the type of guy I'll get.