he would be a gentleman - the kind who opens doors for you, but not because you're too weak, but because it's tradition and it's respectful. he would be funny - but he would never pick on your real insecurities. you could punch him and he would punch you back - but not too hard. he would be sweet and nerdy, not a total stud - but he wouldn't be totally unnattractive either. he would have a good pair of sunglasses, even if you had to buy them for him. he would like theatre, but not necessarily be IN the theatre (though it wouldn't be a negative). he wouldn't mind being southern if he was, but he wouldn't be a redneck. he'd be happy to be alive - but he wouldn't have led a life of luxury. he'd like 80's movies and anything that's ever won "best picture". he wouldn't be politcal - he would just believe in kindness. he would play the guitar - but not in that cocky way that some guys play the guitar to get girls, but that way where they actually just like the tone of a good accoustic. he would like all kinds of music, but preferably not screamo. he would be soft enough to be lovable, but not too soft that I could break him. he would have style - but not so much that he would seem gay. he'd know how to fix things. he'd be helpful in the kitchen. he'd be moderately awkward, but only so much that I'd be able to enjoy the awkwardity of the combination. he would like the lord of the rings and harry potter. he would smell like detergent and deoderant, not cologne. he wouldn't think it was weird when you just wanted to look at him for a moment.
the perfect guy would never have dated some crazy girl who could have broken him. and if he had, he would have had the sense to have ended things before she could ruin him for the rest of us.
the perfect guy would talk back to me in my weird accent that I made up. the perfect guy would beleive in eskimo kisses. the perfect guy would like making cookies at midnight and drinking coke for breakfast.
the perfect guy would think I was the perfect girl.
but as it is, I would just really like a nice guy, not necessarily a perfect one, to come along and put me back together. Please and thanks.
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I miss you. Enough said.
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