I Want A ‘Best Friend’ Kind Of Love

couple dancing with me
Brooke Cagle

I want a best friend and a significant other all in one. The person who will know my deepest and darkest secrets, and the same person who will watch trashy reality tv shows with me and make fun of my exes.

I want the kind of partner who is firstly my friend. Who will back me up when I believe in something that no one else does. A friend who will listen to me talk on and on about my worst day at work. A friend who will rub my feet on the couch even though they are exhausted too. I want the kind of partner who will be my safe place. My safe haven. And my person. 

I want the kind of partner who will give me soup when I’m sick and who won’t flinch when they see me looking like a homeless person. I want the kind of partner who will rub my back and cuddle me without needing sex.

I want the kind of partner who will laugh with me. Who won’t care about my way too loud laugh. Who will sit with me, with the two of us in our pjs and messy hair dos,  without a care in the world.

I want to love someone who will root me on. Who will tell me that I deserve better than to be treated that way by a coworker or a friend. I want to love someone who will stand up for me, and who will have a loud voice when I feel like my voice is nothing.

I want to love someone who will find beauty in the tiny things I do. Who will find beauty in our every day lives. Who will find pure magic, in something so ordinary.

I want a partner who will watch me dance, and who will wrap me up in his arms and put my head on his heart. I want a partner to eat with me, to cook together, to clean together. I want a lover who will see the weird, the ugly, the amusing, and the dark parts of me and still see sunshine.

I want a partner who will love, and adore me and also like me. Despite everything. Despite the bad days and the nights where we want to hate each other. I want the kind of partner who will still love me, despite my imperfections and all my insecurities.

I want a partner who is not only all in to be my husband, but who is also all in to be my person. TC mark

Lauren Jarvis-Gibson

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he never wanted love.
He only wanted attention.
He only wanted validation.

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