Sing me to sleep

Tahtsin juba eelmises postituses kirjutada, sellest kuidas mul on ka mujal elu, toredad inimesed on ka seal. Sellega seoses kirjutati selline kiri kunagi :

Find A guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heart beat, or will stay awake to watch you sleep. Wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you're just in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, and thinks that you're just as pretty without make-up on. The one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have you and the one who turns to his friends with a smile and says...She's the one! 

Inimene polegi enam mõistatus, kui kõigest on aru saadud. Loen nüüd seda juttu aina uuesti ja uuesti ning loodan, et kunagi on keegi, kes tõesti vastab sellistele ootustele. Võimalik, et minu ootused on kõrgeks seatud, kuid kui tahan leida inimest, kes mindka väärib, siis pean ootama ja kannatama.
Make love!