The Next Time I Fall...

...will be with someone who sees me as so much more than just a so-called girlfriend; rather, as a partner to lean on through the good and bad. He won't promise me the world and all else sweet nothings. Instead, he'll stand up and fight for me, for what we have; for us. Our relationship will be far from perfect, and there will be occasional fits of misunderstandings as we try to leverage between our own individualities. Yet it is in our differences from which we will draw strength, because it makes us the persons we've come to love. And at the end of the day, it is in his arms that my weary heart will finally come home to.