| How to Win With a normal day, I can catch your brain, but when it comes to me, you turn it off, and all you mumble are stuttering declarations. So cute, sweet, and endearing-- right? I mean, everything a girl desires from her boy . . . yeah . . . right? I stumble, I fall, I hope, I think . . . oh, there goes my brain, what do I want now, what do I ever want? State the words . . . No romance, no stumbles, no roses, no swooning. Woo me with a heart, but woo me with knowledge. Let me play, don't presume you know at point one. I want rough hands in a warm heart full of steel. I want to be your equal, standing together in a path to somewhere. I want trust, faith, and realism, not silly dreams and a wish. I want a man, not a sniveling, hopeless heart. |
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