I want someone

I want someone who enjoys being with me.

I want someone who thinks I’m attractive.

I want someone who takes as much initiative as I do to plan hang outs.

I want someone who makes time for me and makes me a priority.

I want someone who nerds out about academic topics of interest in the same way I do.

I want someone who respects the fact that I hate the world in the mornings.

I want someone who doesn’t take himself too seriously.

I want someone who laughs at my pathetic jokes.

I want someone who laughs at my good jokes.

I want someone who will gently place his hand on my shoulder when I’m stressed.

I want someone who softly kisses my forehead while we watch a stupid rom-com.

I want someone to be my cuddle buddy.

I want someone to be my big and/or little spoon.

I want someone who holds me as I cry.

I want someone to hold as he cries.

I want someone who reassures me that he loves me in my moments of self-doubt.

I want someone who just sits with me while negative thoughts swirl in my head.

I want someone who feels safe to share his anxieties with me.

I want someone who is my equal because he is just as broken as me.

I want someone who knows when to give advice and when to listen.

I want someone who doesn’t expect me to solve his problems, but can still trust me for support.

I want someone who pushes me to try new things, but knows when to back off.

I want someone who doesn’t think birthdays, holidays, and anniversaries are that important.

I want someone who doesn’t have to go out to have fun.

I want someone whom I can go with anywhere, do anything, and still have a good time.

I want someone who loves me as I am.

Is that too much to ask?