poem of dilemma

I want to hold someone. I want someone to hold on to me. I want warm long cuddles that last so long that it starts to become awkward. I want someone to trust. I want a friend I can turn to. I want to be able to love life. I want to be able to handle things when things don’t turn out the way I want. I want my parents to be proud of me. I want to walk on the beach with someone while holding hands and watching the sunset.  I want to feel pretty, not just look pretty. I want cute morning and goodnight text messages that never get old. I want to fall in love and have someone there to catch me.