I realized about two weeks ago that I do actually want a boyfriend at some point in the near future. There are times when I have a desire to be comforted. My friends and family can’t give me that in the same way that a man can. I want to be love, cared for, and adored. I’m ready to jump off that cliff with someone again. To fall aimlessly, without a care in the world. I want those Friday night dinners. I want breakfast in bed Sunday mornings. I want random displays of affection (not public though. PDA is a no go). I want to care for someone as much as they care for me.
Now, the challenge is to find someone worthy of that to me. I’m keeping my eyes open, sitting back, sipping my tea, and enjoying the view for now.
The first time I realized I do want a boyfriend
via My First Time.