What I really need is someone who knows they can't change me, but tries to shape me for the better anyways. Someone who knows they're smarter, but doesn't flaunt it, because they know I spend all my family life with people who treat me like an idiot. Someone who has a glimmer of mishief in their eye, but knows when to be serious. Someone I can relate to, but is totally different from me.
When I just want to die, I don't want them to try and convince me not to, but I want him to wrap his arms around me and not let go until I turn around, give them a genuine smile, and kiss him so we can feel each other smiling.
When I come home crying, screaming, sobbing about how horrible my friends were, or how awful today was, I want him to come, kiss the tears from my eyes, and tell me I will always have him. And keep that promise.
I want him to accept my craziness, my unpredictable, yet totally dependable ways. I want him to drool over characters on TV just as I do, and to understand that I will never love anyone more than him, because he his real, and he is here, and I know him. I don't just read about him or watch him evey weeknight at five o'clock.
Someone who knows when to kiss me until I'm breathless and red, and when to rock me gently to sleep in his arms. Someone who will run down the streets of life with me, hand-in-hand, laughing and screaming at the top of our lungs. Someone who will sit me down in a shopping cart, and, when no one's looking, race down the aisle with the wind blowing in our faces.
Someone who loves me for who I am, what I am, what I'm not, what I once was, and what I can be/
Someone who loves me for me.
Someone like you, my sunshine.