I just want to be loved. I mean loved for me. I want that guy who loves me for me. In good and bad. That guy I can fight with, laugh with, lay around the house with, make love to, be goofy and silly, just be me in all forms. Is that too much to ask? The funny thing is, as much as I want this- I don’t or maybe I fear it. All I know is I will wait and see and be picky and be me.