Midnight Ramblings

Man of my Dreams

Whenever people ask me about the "man of my dreams" I have no idea how to answer them. I mean, how do I describe an entire human being with only a few sentences? I want someone who is perfect for me. I want someone who can handle the fact that I get jealous of things I shouldn't get jealous over. Who knows me so well, that no matter what, will be willing to dance with me at the end of the night, to no music. I want someone who loves me when it's five o'clock in the morning, and my breath isn't fresh, I don't have makeup on, and I am not even fully awake, and they look at me and think, "Damn, she's beautiful." I don't care for flowers every date, I don't care for dates every day. I care for the nights we will just lay on the couch, wrapped within each other's arms so tightly, not even we will know where we begin and where we end, watching a movie, but not even paying attention to it because we are focusing on each other. I care for the nights you will just randomly sweep me off my feet, and make love to me. People keep telling me that it is a fantasy I have made up in my mind, but who cares? That's my fantasy, and I hope I'm your fantasy. I hope, when we find each other, we will be the last first kiss either of us share.