i like a boy.

i like a boy who's nice to me.

who doesn't?

I like a boy who makes me laugh.

and finds me funny, because i want to be able to make him happy.

i like a boy who i can relate to, who i can talk to easily. about common likes, about common dislikes, about people, about situations, about life, about God, about...basically anything.

like a best friend, who you can hold a conversation with in any situation.

i like a boy who dances, and dances with me.

and never gets tired of it.

i like a boy who sings, whose voice i will never get sick of.

who won't hesitate to serenade me when i ask him to.

i like a boy who is strong, strong enough to be able to tell me he needs me.

strong enough to admit that he can be weak sometimes.

i like a boy who is thankful, appreciative, and happy for what he has.

because he has everything and is everything that i could ever ask for.




...i like a boy who will never like me back.

and that is the hard truth of life that i will always have to live with.

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just typed it out in case anyone asks me. at least i'll have something to refer to. :)

and yes, i know. i will always fall for the wrong kind of guy.