So some guy requested to be my friend on MySpace … I haven’t repsonded but I’ve chosen to steal one of his blog entries and post it here. No harm, my website isn’t linked to MySpace and I’m not going to give away anyone’s identity. This just really struck me. I read it twice and realized that if this guy was real, I’d marry him tomorrow. But after reading some other things he wrote, I realized he must have stolen this from some girl because only a girl could know that this describes the perfect man. Men just aren’t this smart.
a guy…..
who can wrestle with you and let you win
who you can talk to about anything
who laughs at your jokes
who puts your cold hands in his warm hoodie pockets
who lets you use his sweatshirt for a pillow
who says i love you & means it
who will kiss you in the rain, in the sunshine, and in the snow
whos calls unexpectedly
who will have many inside jokes with you and remember each one
who notices haircuts
who realizes that you say things but dont always mean them
who you can go swimming with on hot days
who can tell you his problems and let you help
who will listen to you talk
who will bring you seashells from the beach
who will let you beat him up when you get angry
who writes love letters to you, but doesn’t send them
who draws pictures and slips them gently into your locker slot
who saves genuine, big smiles for you
who wears baseball hats and lets your wear his too
who gives you his t-shirt to change into and not expect to get it back
who knows your favorite color, song, car, vegetable, perfume and the color of your toothbrush
who will shake your dads hand and look your mom in the eye
who willl know when something is wrong when you’re trying your best to put on an act
who will kiss you and tell you you’re beautiful
who will let you cry to him
who will hold you & kiss your cheek
who suprises you and compliments and plays with your hair
who will brag about you to all of his friends
who will not tell his friends about intimate stuff we did
who is not afraid to give you a great big hug right infront of his mom
who smells like he just stepped out of the shower
who will cut his hair when i know it looks bad
who wears cologne that you can subtly smell when you’re leaning on his shoulder
who will not try to meet up with other girls if he knows you’ll get jealous
who tells you that you have a nice laugh and a smile that lights up the room and simply be yours to hold.
… keep dreaming.
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