My dream guy. A tall guy with messy hair and a deep smile which haunts the very dusty corners of my soul. A sweetness which is difficult to hide. A cuteness which resonates.
He exists. He exists somewhere close by, his dreamy eyes locked into mine, reading my soul as i sip my deep-brewed coffee. He has a magnetic personality which attracts even the disillusioned.
You musr meet him. Because he'll become your dream guy too.