I WANT TO BE LOVED...

Yes! I want to be loved. I've been scared to admit it, but every time I enter the passenger seat of a car, I wish it were my man driving it. Every night when I'm all up in my thoughts, I wish I were on an hours-on-end call with him, saying random things we wouldn't remember the next day and smiling until my cheeks would hurt. To be seen by someone, be loved, be admired without feeling like a debtor, without waiting for the other shoe to drop I want the type of love the bible talks about...you know, the one that's patient and kind, selfless and doesn't envy. To hold his hand in a crowd and feel protected and secure in his presence. To be chosen by him every single day. I'm sure you'll think I'm being delusional but it would feel so good for my day dreaming to become a daily living. To be Spent on not because he has all the money in the world (wouldn't hurt though lol) but because he wants to...the littlest things, little sneak peeks, little smiles and everything in-between. I want my own fairy-tale...my own Prince Charming that will sweep me off my feet, hold my hand in the car, pray with me, motivate me, and make me feel happy without knowing it. But me flowers just cause, get me my favourite treats in the store when he's passing by, steal a peck when I'm not looking, teach me new things and compliment me like it could never be enough. Yup, I've said it,,, laugh if you'd like but when that person who isn't perfect but shows up when it matters most comes, I'll let you know. I'm shyyyy, byeeeeeee!