That Special Guy

That special guy

Every night I go to sleep dreaming about the guy who will sweep me off my feet.
The guy who will be there when the world turns it back on me and walks away.
The guy who will look pasted all our differences and see that we are meant to be.
The guy who won’t let me go to bed mad.
The guy who will hold me when I cry and will wipe away the tears and fears from my eyes.
The one who would do anything to make me smile.
The one who will stand by my side though it all.

Every morning I wake with a smile and can’t wait to get through my day so I can see him again. One day I know he will be the one who I fall asleep with at night and wake up in his arms for the rest of my life.

Hey yall i wrote this. Please comment it. It's my fist poem.