"your eyes are blue like the ocean, baby i'm lost out at sea. did the sun just come out or did you smile at me?" - stephen jerzack, cute as a button. okay. pure honesty here. laaaaayin it on ya. this couple of sentences up there... if a guy were to ever say those to me... i'd basically be putty in his hands. legs get weak. cheeks start to blush. butterflies escape. (and then i'd probably ruin it by a really stupid comeback). just been thinkin about if he exists anymore. ya know... "the one"... "my soul mate" yada yada yada... when i was a youngin, i had just naturally ASSUMED he did. that one day, when i'm older, some cute, brown haired, chivalrous, musically inclined man was going to come in and sweep me off my feet and finally give my stomach some butterflies! and ya know what!?!.... i'm still not older. which is okay. i've got a lot of growin up to do still. but it does get tiring doesn't it? seeing 12 year olds *cough justin beiber cough* getting their hearts broken only to find two weeks later... hey! it wasnt broken at all! it was just a heart burn! no... no. i see people in relationships and i wonder... how am i any different than them? i try not to get caught up in the looks department (emphasis on try). but then... i focus on my personality. somethings wrong with that then... right? and i couldn't possibly be found by any guy when i'm surrounded by so many prettier girls! see how i do that? comparisons are dangerous and i have to fight to stay away from them! but ya know... its not even relationships. i'm not even pursued? at all? no really... AT ALL! i get pretty down hearted. then i feel silly for getting flustered over something like that! that's when i have to stop. and remind myself what a friend told me one time... maybe we haven't found anyone yet because... the guy is simply not ready. and God, who loves me more than every lover has loved another in history combined, simply can't see me live and share my life with someone who wasn't absolutely, completely,and unfathomably, perfect for me. i dont think God wants to see me hurt like that. and when i hurt NOW? well... his arms are the perfect place to run. its like that barlow girl song, average girl: "so what im not your average girl. i dont meet the standards of this world. chasing after boys is not my thing. see, i'm waiting for a wedding ring. no more dating. im just waiting. like sleeping beauty, me price will come for me. no more dating. im just waiting. cause God is writing my love story. "boys are bad"- that's certainly not true. cause God is preparing one for you. if you get tired waiting til he comes, God's arms are the PERFECT place to run!" and that they are :) you cant find warmer, bigger, safer, arms anywhere else. hmmm... writing this really makes me love him :)