You make lists
in your head about what you want in a lover, like brown hair and
a sweet voice. A sharp mind and a soft heart, a sense of humor
that actually makes you laugh like you mean it. This and that.
And it's all bullshit. Because people aren't lists. And
I've always wanted to be the person who made someone realize
that. I want to come across someone with a list in their head
that is nothing like the person I am, and I want to show them
what they didn't even know they were looking for. People who
think they know what they want are fooling themselves. Nobody
really knows what they want.
Not until it's right in front of them.