I'll Burn The City Down To Show You The Light
I've been thinking lately about how the guy for me would be like...
He would call me to ask if he could come and see me. He would call me just because.
He would hold my hand.
He would take me to the movies...
and would insist on paying, even if I ended up slipping him the money later.
We would talk about things of importance and be honest with each other.
He would love music, just as I do, but he would know and understand that music can't save the world by itself...it takes understanding people.
We would do little things with each other like laying down and looking up at the stars.
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We would go out at night and slow dance in the streets. And he would hold one of my hands and hold me with the other.
He would tell me that I look beautiful...even if I was in sweatpants and a T-Shirt.
He would come and bring me soup when I was sick.
He would be understanding and would forgive me when I was emotional when I was PMSing, and he would wipe those tears away.
He would tell me jokes to make me laugh...even if they weren't even that funny.
He wouldn't just kiss me on the lips-he would kiss me on the forehead, hand, and cheek to be romantic.
He would know that love is a precious thing, and he wouldn't tell me that he loved me right away; he would wait until he was sure about it.
And he wouldn't try to change me because he would like me just the way I am.