The little things

I want

I want someone.

I want someone who will hold my hand.

I want someone who will kiss my forehead.

I want someone who will cuddle with me.

I want someone who loves me no matter what.

I want someone who thinks I'm beautiful even on the worst of days.

I want someone who isn't afraid to be themselves.

I want someone who will kiss me sweetly but also passionately.

I want someone who accepts me.

I want someone who doesn't mind me being around their friends.

I want someone who doesn't feel constricted by me.

I want someone who is honest.

I want someone who won't constrict me.

I want someone who is happy to just sit with me.

I want someone who isn't ashamed to be with me.

Notice I never said I want blonde hair or straight white teeth or someone who is tall or muscular or has a certain accent.

Notice how I never wanted someone who would never be around their friends, who would do everything I said.

I never said I wanted someone who is great at sex or kissing.

I never said they had to compliment me.

I just want simple thing that anyone can achieve.

I asked for emotions not looks.

I asked for some dedication and honesty not entire devotion.

And in return for these simple things, I would give you my heart.

But we never get what we want. But I won't accept anything less. So I'm stuck.

I would gladly give my heart, but I won't for no one meets even the simplest of these, and I fear if I gave them my heart they would not care, be clumsy and break it.

All I ask are these simple things.

Is that so much to ask?

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