August 2, 2011
Maybe it`s the way you grab my hand and hold it or the way you kiss me. Or maybe it`s the way you let me put my arms around you. Maybe it`s the way you look at me and your smile just makes me melt. Maybe it`s the way we can talk on the phone for hours about absolutely nothing but I still feel like I just had the best conversation of my whole life. Maybe it`s the way that I want to break down and cry when I think about how you hold me up on a pedestal. Maybe that`s it. That makes me want you so much.
Every girl wants a Prince Charming, and while he may be nice and all, I`m thinking that Id rather have the guy who`s gonna call at me 4 in the morning just to say hi. Or someone who will stop by my house after just hanging up the phone because he wants to see how I`m really doing, because I said I was fine, but we both know that I`m not. Or the guy who`ll stay home on a Saturday night with me because I`m sick. That guy, that one guy, he may not be Prince Charming to anyone else but he`d be my hero. My knight in shining armor. Anyone who`d rather stay home on a Saturday night and hold my hair while I puke. That`s a hero.