Dear the next guy

(this is just a bit of poetry i wrote on one of my less than perky, sunshiny and glitter days)

Take care of her. 

You hurt her, I’ll bitch slap you. 

She hurts you, I’ll bitch slap you. 

She’s that person 

who’s eyes light up when she sees your name in the notification bar. 

It doesn’t take alot for her to be  happy. 

I gave her a rock that resembled a heart 

and she stopped talking and smiled wider than i’ve ever seen. 

She hugged me

 and she was so happy 

to receive that rock. 

It wasn’t much, but seeing her smile made it worth it. 

She’s been through alot 

and she doesn’t like to cry in front of people,

 but if you make her cry, 

she’ll look at you with these big brown eyes 

and wonder what she ever did to deserve more hurt. 

She’s pure. 

I never said innocent 

because when she’s fully comfortable, 

she has one of the dirtiest minds ever for a girl. 

Make out with her 

and tug on her ponytail 

and she’ll challenge you to do it more just by the smirk on her face.

 Bite her when making out with her. 

She loves that. 

Her heart is pure. 

She will drive across town 

and give you a hug if that is what it takes to make you feel better.

She will never complain about helping out a friend. 

If you take her out, be sure to pay. 

She’s a strong independent woman 

who makes her own money and will offer to pay. 

Pay and do not let her pay often. 

Break her. 

Not make her cry, 

but do things like holding the door,

 opening her car door, 

holding her hand in public, 

paying,  etc do it until she still offers, 

but looks at you with a twinkle 

and love in her eyes and says

 “whatever you say” 

and doesn’t object. 

Take her driving. 

It doesn’t matter where, just drive. 

She’ll want to hold your hand the whole time. 

You  can feel the callouses on her hands. 

Turn up the radio. 

She’ll sing along the entire time smiling, 

but don’t play Whitesnake “Here i go again on my own.” 

It’s bad luck for her and will cause her to cry. 

She has depression, 

so make sure you feed her dark chocolate

 and ice cream if shes having a bad day. 

The biggest thing is love her. 

Love her with a pure heart 

and whatever love you give her, she will reciprocate and multiply. 

She’ll make you 

feel like you’re the king of the world even when you are hanging out with her friends. 

Her heart might have been broken 

and taped back up together again and again with the cycle on repeat, 

but she loves with all of her heart. 

Just please take care of her.

 I didn’t 

and

 I 

lost 

her.