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I Want Someone Who Wants Someone Like Me

I just want a gentleman. Someone to sweep in and knock me off my feet. To come in and be my very best friend. To love me for my quirks and my bad habits and my faults, as well as my admirable qualities. I want someone who will laugh at my jokes even when they aren't that funny. Someone who will tease me but never take it too far. Someone who will hold me when I cry during movies. And who will hold me when I cry during hard times. I want someone who will sing along to the radio with me. Who will go on drives with me and let me crank the music up and roll the windows down. Someone who appreciates me. Who treats me right. Who fits in with my family and loves them as their own. I want someone my brothers can look up too. Someone my sisters feel comfortable with. Someone who respects my father and appreciates my mother just simply because they are where I came from. I want someone who has a testimony of the Savior. Someone who believes in Jesus Christ and will raise our children to do so. I want a man who puts others first and who loves adventures. Who will give me long hugs that last forever and never let me go. I want someone who gives me butterflies and keeps me up at night. Someone who understands that I am all in with everything I do. And understands that sometimes that's my greatest quality and other times it's my biggest downfall. I want someone who wants someone like me. I want to be his first choice. His last choice. His only choice.

And I'm only thinking about this because of a chat with a friend. And because so many close people in my life are getting married. I'm not sad or upset or bitter or anything like that. I simply had some thoughts that I put down on paper. And I thought I would share.

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