I want to meet someone who likes the way the city rests on Sundays and how it's the perfect day to wake up late, make love and eat pancakes. Someone who wants a family just as much as they want an amazing, fulfilling career, and knows you'll never be able to be perfect at either. I want to meet who thinks about his future further than Saturday night and deeper than one night stands and tequila shots in Murray Hill. Someone who wants to try new things but also likes to be a regular at places he can't and won't stop going to. Someone who knows how to kiss without being rough and knows that love isn't always enough– but it's always worth whatever it brings or makes you learn.
I want to meet someone who challenges me and yet, makes me feel comfortable in my running clothes, without any makeup, without any hesitations. Someone who wants to know what I know, who wants to see the town I grew up in. Who can't wait to share a beer with my dad or go on a walk with my mom. Someone who comes from a place I admire and has a laugh I long to hear. Touch I want to feel. I want to meet someone who is strong enough to stand next to me and sweet enough to let me fall into him when I need it. Or even when I don't, but want it. Someone who remembers the things I say and can hear the things I don't, someone who will be there today, tomorrow – always. I want to meet someone who wouldn't want to be anywhere else but here, with me.