A girl who is beautiful.
A girl who will tell me not what I want to hear.
But what I need to hear.
A girl with clean lungs.
And a cleaner liver.
A girl that knows how to make me feel like shit.
But instead makes me feel fantastic.
A girl who likes Pat Metheny and Converge.
Who likes Hidden Village and The Pale Pacific.
Who likes Maurice Ravel and Cutting Pink With Knives.
Who likes Thrice and Black Star.
A girl who can get me off of my ass to do something.
A girl who can realize that the thought is there.
A girl who realizes how hard I try to impress.
A girl that will make the first move.
A girl that is herself.
A girl that doesn't need to say anything.
But I can still understand her.
A girl that asks me "What are you thinking?"
And I feel completely fine telling her.
A girl that loves me as much as I love her.
A girl that can transform me into an optimist.
A girl that lives in North Carolina right now.