someday, i’ll share my bed with someone funky and funny. he’ll be humorous and spontaneous. whatever it is, it will be cool because none of us will be judgmental. both of us can feel free to do, say, think whatever he wants. but, if he’s the right guy for me, i’m sure we’ll both ensure to highlight the great things and use them to overrule the bad. either way, we will be partners in crime. he’ll be the first thing i want to see in the morning and the last thing i’ll see at night. and the best thing is, that’s exactly what he’d wants. we’ll share jokes and do stupid stuff just to ensure that both of us smiles at least once a day. if we have to, he’ll be have pillow fights with me just to relieve my anxiety and frustrations. i’ll remember how great he is and remind him of what he can achieve in times of doubt. we’ll both look forward for the sun to rise on our bedroom window and greet each other with a good morning kiss. he’ll be my king and i’ll be his queen. together, we’ll face the challenges of the world. we’ll allow our little princes and princesses to jump on the bed or, at times, even have breakfast on bed. also, our kingdom will be guarded by the most trustworthy dog. there will be no television in our bedroom so we’ll have to read books and share them with each other. but, of course, book reading only happens after we’ve shared what happened to our day. with this goofy bed mate of mine, everyday will be a happily ever after as we bid each other a good night kiss and cuddle to a sweat dream. someday….