Dream boy...
OMG! If you were to take a picture from my mind of the most beautiful man alive, and make him real. He would be 6’3, 250lbs, with blue and green eyes, and masculine. Give him a personality that is compatible with mine. Make him sweet, thoughtful, caring, smart, cute, funny, gentile, affectionate, SANE, but crazy enough to be sporadic. Some one who knows just what to say, and how to make a stressful day at work seem like it never happened. What if I told you that man was real? Not only real, but thought of me as some one he would want to make happy for the rest of his life. What would you do? Knowing my track record, and how every time I meet some one that appears nice enough for me to peruse a relationship with, have it backfire, and be proven wrong. How do you take a dream and make it real? And now that its real, your so afraid to touch scared that when you do, you’ll wake up. He’s real. We talk for 2 to 3 hours a night. We text each other bout 50 times a day. I think about him most of my day. What if its still a dream? What if…