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Everyone has their idea of the perfect boyfriend or girlfriend for them. What's yours? This is mine.

My perfect boyfriend is:

Someone kind.
He has a gentleness about him.. almost.. seemingly fragile.
He has a smile that lights up my life.
He doesn't smoke or do drugs.
He's not really a drinker.. maybe on a special occasion only.
I have this thing for blonde hair.
Blue eyes too.
He's younger than me.
Definately shorter than me. He wouldn't be over 5'7ish.
He plays an instrument. Maybe piano or guitar but probably the violin.
English isn't the only language he speaks. He knows Japanese or German, maybe itailian.
He's someone that just by being himself and me being around him, makes me a better person.
We play together.
We build forts out of blankets.
We laugh.
We smile.
We dance around in the living room together in our undies, singing along to the radio.
Being around him makes me feel content.
If we don't get to see each other all the time, we watch movies at the same time together while on the phone so that it's together.
When we are apart we talk on the phone a lot because we miss the sound of each other's voice.
If something bad happens in his life I wrap my arms around him to hold him against my chest. The sound of my breathing is the most comforting sound in the world to him, and my arms the safest place.
He likes to dress like a girl on occasion just for me. A little skirt. Some panties.
In fact, he looks like a girl, but he's very much a boy.
He wears cute little things, almost like a doll.
He cooks.
Sometimes I'll come home and he's in the kitchen cooking away wearing only an apron that says something arbitrary like kiss the chef. We don't end up leaving the kitchen for the night.
He's loyal.
He brags about me to his friends and how happy he is.
Of course I'm not the only one that desires him, but he makes it clear to anyone else that although he values their friendship he belongs to someone he loves with everything he is.
His body submits to me completly. His heart given to me.
He never cusses at me or acts violently. When we dissagree on anything we both give in to a compromise that both of us can accept or we drop whatever it is that is causing the dissagreement becuase both of us know that nothing is as important as our love for each other.
Sometimes I tie his shoes for him.
He would do anything for me, and I for him. Because our happiness is each other's happiness.
He's thoughtful and caring. He'll do these small little things that make me feel loved. Like, maybe he'll draw something for me and put it in a lunchbox. Or maybe he'll text me for no reason except to say "I love you". A strawberry on my pillow.
He'll mail a letter to my work just to say he cares. A sweet voicemail. All the little things that mean so much.
He shares his world with me and I am captivated by it.
He'll let me dress him.
He trusts in me completly.
We date. Even after we're married we still go on dates together.
Two straws in the same cup.
We giggle a lot.
When I brush my fingers through his hair he purrs.
The simplest touch is electric between us.
When I catch the scent of his body I want to devour him.
Sometimes when he had a bad day, I'll sing him a lullaby while he falls asleep on my chest.
He's a uke in every sense of the word, and I'm his seme.
I protect him.
I share the world with him.
He's still learning about life, and I teach him everything I know.
He has a good relationship with his mother.
My mother adores him and before she knows that he's my wife she always says "I wish you could find a girl just like xxxxxx to marry."
But when I tell my mother, although she's sad because she wanted grandchildren from her son and his wife, she'll know that noone would ever love me or treat me as good as he will.
When I wake up in the morning and see him next to me, I can't help but watch him still asleep thinking to myself how beautiful he is, and how everything I ever wanted, dreamed of, hoped for; all my happiness, my world is right here in this bed next to me. An angel trapped in a human body. With him, I'm complete.