Try a little tenderness...

I've been listening to Michael Buble on repeat for approximately two hours now. It makes me want to old-person dance with a boy. And I want him to know the words and sing them in my ear. And I want people to see. Rather than being the one who sees the cute couples doing their cute things, I want to be the cute couple.

In that vein, I want to go on a real date. Not this fake college "maybe we'll stop by the dining hall and then head back to my room to 'watch' a movie." A real date to some place just a little different. The zoo, perhaps. Something involving walking outside. I miss walking and hand holding in the process. I wonder if I'm still capable of that kind of multitasking.

I want to be surprised. I want someone else to make the effort relationship-wise. I want to make someone nervous. I want someone to make me nervous. I want to hear "You and I" and not feel like I'm feeling right now - like I could put my head down on the keyboard and cry if it weren't for a fear of short circut-ing something. I want to never have to be in a pseudo-relationship again. I want someone to get excited to see me and to miss me right after the door closes. I want what every other hopeless romantic wants.

I want to be wanted - above all, before all, after all, all-in-all.