My Ideal Person:
Every once in a while, I think about how my life would be if you were in it, here with me now, in the present, with common goals for the future, making memories to reminisce upon when we are old and feeble.

Every once in a while, I wonder how it is that we will meet, and every once in a while, I find myself searching for you. I look for you while I am out and about, in crowds and in unlikely places. Maybe we have spotted each other in passing and I was too shy to make eye contact or maybe you and I have not yet crossed paths, so still, I search.

I have pondered my wants, needs, and desires and asked those who know me best to describe the traits which I possess. Careful words on paper describe the multifaceted complexities of my personality and what it is I search for have been posted for you to find, and yet still, you elude me.

When I dream of you, I feel you rather than see you. You are a man of integrity, strong and yet somehow vulnerable to the emotions I evoke. When you are near, my knees go weak, my breath catches in my throat. It is your smell, your touch, your heart and soul, the humor you possess, and the way you look at me that make me feel this way. I am grateful for each day with you, to have yet another chance to show you how much you mean to me.