I wish I had a girl.
Someone I could hold on to.
And trust. Someone who wouldn’t pull away.
Someone who might hold on to my hand tighter, right after I grab hers.
Someone who would stay up with me all night, just talking.
Talking about music, movies, or even just about what’s on our minds at the moment.
Someone I could send a “good morning” text to, every single morning.
A girl who has a passion for something.
Maybe even more than I do.
Someone who would laugh with me.
Someone who would let me make them smile.
Someone who would let me come over to cheer them up whenever they needed it.
Someone who knows they can rest their head on my shoulder.
Someone who’s irresponsible.
But smart.
A girl who has beauty surrounding her.
In everything she does.

Someone I could give the world to.
And someone who would let me show them off to the world.