You make lists on your head about what you want in a lover, like brown hair and a sweet voice. A sharp mind and a soft mind, a sense of humor that actually makes you laugh like you mean it. This and that. And it's all bullshit. Because people aren't lists. And I always wanted too be the person who made someone realize that. I want to come across someone with a list in their head that is nothing like the person I am, and I want to show them what they didn't even know they were looking for. People who think they know what they want are fooling their self. Nobody knows what they want. Not until it's right in front do them.
