To every girl in this world, guys are the hardest puzzles to solve. If I had it my way, our boyfriends would treat us like the princesses we are.

He’d open doors for me, send me chocolates and flowers. Look me straight in the eye every time he speaks to me. He’d remember my birthday and my favourite colour. He’d hug me every chance he gets. Kiss away my tears and brush away my hurt and my pain. He’d have to love me for me, every curve, every inch, every freckle of my body. He’s honest and truthful. He’s true to me and all that he does. He is faithful, loyal and devoted to me and only me. He is affectionate and passionate, showing me how much he cares. He has to treat me with respect, nothing less. He is patient and never rude or self-seeking.

When he kisses me, I wouldn’t care if the world came to an end. That’s how much he’ll mean to me. He’ll hold my hand when we walk down every street, at the mall, or even just by the candy store and will never want to let go. He’ll put his coat over my shoulders when I’m cold. I’ll always be on his mind and he’ll think of me all the time. And I want it so that we love each other just the same, or maybe he’ll love me just a little more...He’ll miss me when I’m gone and count down the hours, minutes and seconds until he sees me again. He’ll write me poems and sketch me pictures so that I melt like ice cream on a sizzling summer day. hehe. He’ll notice how my face light up and never stop smiling when he’s around.