Real

I want passion. Someone who pays attention to detail. I want that first smile. Someone who challenges me, pushes me, makes me want to do better. A man who will commit, someone who will do things with me even if he hates them. I don't ask for much, nor will I ever, because I can hold my own. But what my soul is hungry for, is that look in his eyes, or the temptation in his smile. Something real. I used to think I was looking for something I would never find, but I caught a glimpse of it. It was like looking at the sun; you're not supposed to, but you want to.  Right now, I'm caught between two worlds: the one that I need, and the one I want.