Wait for the guy that becomes your best friend who is never too busy to talk,
Whispers in your ear and grabs your hand while ya’ll walk.
The one who’ll kiss your forehead and use every excuse to kiss you somewhere,
And the one who will play with your hair.
Wait for the one who wakes you up with a Good Morning Beautiful, and a Good Night, Sweet dreams,
Who’s protective but trustworthy, who tells you his fears, ambitions stories and schemes.
Wait for the man who keeps a photo of you close by,
who’s hugs are squeezes and holds you if you cry.
The one who will stare for no reason and holds you close after arguments blow,
The man who could break your heart but never dreams of doing so.
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