I've been waiting now for about 9 months. Waiting for someone to show up, to be what he was. I wish I knew who it would be, but I don't. I have no clue who my next lover will be, or what he would look like. Maybe brown hair and deep blue eyes, or maybe blonde and a really sweet smile. I have my ideas of what he should be, but honestly I just want him to love me. The real me. The me that my parents and my best friend know. I want him to accept me for me and to never try to change me. I don't know, maybe I've already met him, maybe he's in my classes or he passes me in the hallway on the way to spanish class. All I know is that i'll keep waiting. I'll wait because I know that it will be worth it. I just hope he's waiting for me too...