I'm a people person, or maybe more like a people watcher, well, I guess more like a borderline voyeur.

I like going places where there are lots of people, then getting angry because they're walking too slow in front of me. I also love it when they keep stopping every five feet on the sidewalk to look at that store on the left, and you're like "Don't stand in the middle of the sidewalk, jerk!"

Ok, so maybe I don't like people so much. But there's a chance that I might like you, and then we can both hate everyone together. That would be fun, I don't want a partner in crime, I want a partner in hate cri.....uh, wait, that's not what I meant to say.

Changing the subject. I'm ultra curious, which is probably why I read the newspaper over the shoulder of the person thats sitting next to me on the subway.

I'm a terrible sleeper-wither because I like to cuddle until the parts of our skin that are touching get too hot and sticky with sweat & I then want to reposition but you look so d*mn comfortable that I feel bad for moving so I don't usually fall asleep until 3am, and then I get that itch on the side of my nose and I need to get my arm out from under the pillow, but don't know how to do it without waking you up. Ahhhh, relationships, I love it.

I also panic every time I step on a manhole cover. Asking myself, "Is this the way I'm going to die? Electrocuted by Con Ed"? And last but not least, I like it when you tickle me until I hate it when you tickle me.

Not necessarily a first date, but....

I want to sleep with you. Not in a one-night stand kind of way, but I really want to sleep with you.

I want to go to work smelling like like your hair, thinking about how good it feels when you lie behind me and you rest your chin against my shoulder and slip your arm under mine and press your hand against my chest.

I want to hear you breathe. I want to hold your waist, press my thumb against your hip, and pull you toward me. I want to kiss your back, from shoulder blade to shoulder blade, and glide my lips along your spine.

That's what I want.

I want to have slow days, where there's no rush to get anywhere, but we go everywhere at our own speed.

I want someone more spunky than sassy, with a killer smile and devilish eyes.

I want great conversations, but I want stupid one's too, where there's no point, but it rambles on until we exhaust ourselves laughing.

That's what I want.

Can I have it?