I want…
God knows me so well He knows exactly how many hairs are on my head even with some strands falling out daily.
I want a man who knows the rhythm of my heartbeat. One who, with us being chest to chest, can tell my feelings based on its rhythm
a man who picks up on the microscopic things about me that I sometimes don't even notice
a man who can look past that "I'm fine" facade (that I have mastered) and say "no, you're not"
that is the kind of man I want
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