I want a guy,
who knows who I am.
But still chooses to love me,
the very best he can.
He'll hold my hand,
whenever the time is right.
He'll kiss me gently,
and call to say goodnight.
I'd be the only person,
He'll want to kiss.
And through out the day,
the only one he would miss.
He'll tell me all those things,
that I want to hear.
Sometimes he'll make me cry,
but will always wipe my tears.
He wont even have to text me,
for me to know he cares.
Cause ill wake up every morning,
and he will always be there.
One day he will soon tell me,
together we will grow old.
We'll runaway together,
and this story will be told.

Always,
   Tameica Hammick.