I want somebody new in my life. I want them to be intelligent and speak as if they’re reading an old novel, I want them to have a raw sense of humour - where they are witty and sarcastic and quick. I want them to be book smart as well as nonsense smart, where they know things that have very little relevance to the world but it’s cool that they know these things regardless. I want them to be reserved and awkward and shy till I peel away at them because I refuse to let them be this way with me. I want them to cling to me and speak to me everyday and get worried if I take a while to reply. I want them to become infatuated in me, I want them to put up with my stupid moods and I want them to be in stupid moods too which I can easily cure with I love you’s, kisses and cuddles. They don’t have to be the most attractive person in the world with chiseled abs and flawless teeth, in fact, I’d prefer it if they weren’t because I want to fall in love with their flaws. I want to fall in love with them and feel safe with them and feel truly content with life knowing that I have them and they are all I need because they know every flaw and secret and things that annoy me or make me sad or what makes me happy and giggly and I want them to send me small paragraphs throughout the day or in the middle of the night while I’m sleeping so when I wake up I know they’ve been thinking of me and they truly do care about me. I want to have personal jokes with them and to have secrets with them and to do silly things with them. I want them to smother me with love and I want them to be afraid of losing me and I want to assure them that they will never lose me because they are the best thing to ever happen to me and I want to let them know that I’ve never felt this way before, how I’ve never loved like this before and how I don’t want to invest these newly discovered feelings in anybody else apart from them. I want them to promise they’ll love me back and they’ll love me forever and for them to really mean it.