The boy I want

I WANT TO MEET THE BOY... who can wrestle with me and let me win. who i can talk to about anything who laughs at my jokes. the boy who puts my cold hands in his warm hoodie pockets. who lets me use his sweatshirt for a pillow. who buys me 25 cent rings, and sticky hands. who says i love you & means it. who will kiss me in the rain, in the sunshine, and in the snow. whos calls unexpectedly. who will have many inside jokes with me and remember each one. a boy who notices girls haircuts. *****alizes that girls say things but dont always mean them. who i can go swimming with on hot days. who can tell me his problems and let me help. who will listen to me talk-- about the new nail polish i got. who will let me beat him up when i get angry. who writes love letters to me, but doesnt send them. who draws pictures and slips them gently into my locker slot. who saves his genuine, big smiles for me. a boy with deeps eyes, that can see through faces into depths. who gives me his t-shirt to change into and not expect to get it back. who knows my favorite color, song, car, vegetable, perfume and the color of my toothbrush. a boy who will shake my dads hand and look my mother in the eye. who will call me by my full name-- first, middle and last. the boy who will kiss me and tell me im beautiful... the boy who will let me cry to him. who will squeeze my hips just right. who suprises me and compliments my manicure and plays with my hair. who knows when i have a math test or when i fail one. a boy who smells like he just stepped out of the shower. who wears cologne that i can smell when im leaning on his shoulder. who tells me i have a nice laugh and a smile that lights up the room and simply be mine to hold. THE END