I used to long to have someone I could talk to about anything; someone who would know my heart and good intentions and love me in spite of my imperfections, someone who would respect my feelings, however weird they might seem, and forgive me when I made mistakes.

I used to dream of finding someone who would see past my faults and unprocessed emotions that cause me to show sides of myself that aren't finished developing yet and may never be, someone who would love me in spite of them and yet be able to see the love in my heart, no matter what tried to cover it up.

I used to hope that someday I'd find someone who'd accept all of me and who could appreciate the attributes I bring to a relationship, too.  I wasn't looking for someone who was perfect.  I was just looking to love and be loved by, someone I could share my most secret secrets with, someone I could trust forever