
Category : Stories
Sub Category : Romance
I want you to be handsome.
I want you to be tall.
I want you to have a toned, muscular body but a slim build.
I want you to have clear, tanned skin.
I want you to have long fingers with clean, neatly trimmed nails and high nail beds.
I want you to have straight teeth.
I want you to have rich hair - sandy blonde or pure black.
I want you to have deep brown eyes with thick eyelashes.
I want you to have full, well-shaped eyebrows.
I want you to have a heart warming smile.
I want you to have perfect ears.
I want you to have a physical imperfection or a specific detail, like a scar or a birthmark or a tattoo.
I want you to have earrings.
I want you to have a smooth voice, one that will put me to sleep yet make me feel alive.
I want you to either be a dark Mexican or a sandy beach boy.
I want you to be funny, and I want your sense of humor to come naturally.
I want you to be nice to everyone, but I don't want you to be friends with everyone.
I want you to overall be a good, well-behaved boy. But I want you to have a streak of mischief and rebellion, a want to break the rules and be daring.
I want you to have a cute habit, like playing with something when you're nervous, or tilting your head a certain way when you're amused.
I want you to have a loving family but understand my family struggles.
I want you to be understanding.
I want you to hold me when I'm sad.
I want you to hug me when I cry and keep me in your arms instead of freaking out because you don't know what to do.
I want you to text me often.
I want you to play with my hair.
I want you to put me on your story and post me.
I want you to make our relationship public.
I want you to keep our relationship private.
I want you to fight for me.
I want you to keep trying even if I don't give a response.
I want you to show me you like me.
I want you to be loyal.
I want you to be a good kisser.
I want you to respect me.
I want you to give me physical space.
I want you to give me mental space.
I want you to believe in God, but I don't necessarily want you to be Christian.
I want you to think men and women are equal.
I want you to be open-minded.
I don't even know what else I want.
I just want you to be perfect.
I want you to be perfectly imperfect.
I don't want you to complete me, I just want you to be one of the many missing pieces of my puzzle.
But most of all, more than anything, I want this:
I want you to exist.