You want the girl that wears pretty flowing dresses and floral Vans.
Not the girl who wears mismatched brightly coloured trainers
With odd socks and jumpers that would be more suited a boy on the Nickelodeon channel in 1996.

You want the girl with thick curly angelic hair past her shoulders.
Not the girl with fluorescent frizz that she tries to dye purple whenever she fancies.

You want the girl who shies away from anything that could go wrong.
Not the girl who will “try anything once. Or twice if it doesn’t go right the first time”.

You want the girl who will try to learn to cook the dishes your mother fed you during childhood.
Not the girl who will drag you into a vegan cafe that serves hot chocolate without milk (or chocolate).

You want the girl that will kiss you on the forehead after a nice meal and take you home.
Not the girl who will try and allure you into an underground bar, because she doesn’t understand the concept of things coming to an end.

You want the girl who is focused and knows exactly where she is going in life.
Not the girl who ultimately upheaves her life plans every ninth Tuesday because she read something online.

You want the girl that will part away quietly when you need “time alone”.
Not the girl that will try and coerce you into going to the theatre with her ever though you’re technically not together.

You want the girl that will giggle with glee at your bad jokes.
Not the girl who will challenge your every thought, merely because she enjoys the argument.

You want the girl that gets up and ready every morning to face a new day.
Not the girl that only showers when she HAS to leave the house and there might be a chance of coming into close proximity with the humans.

You want the girl that will call you with an upbeat tone and discuss her day.
Not the girl who will FaceTime you just because she’s feeling ‘fragile’; and she wants to see your smile.

You want the girl who goes to the gym just to get toned.
Not the girl that cries that she needs to go to the gym because she ate one too many slices of carrot cake (and licked the icing bowl) but then doesn’t go anyway.

You want the girl that sings like a hummingbird and plays the guitar gracefully.
Not the girl who can only sing one song in a raspy Courtney Love-esque voice and think she sounds amazing.

You want the girl who will kiss you on the cheek when you leave her side.
Not the girl who will whimper for you to come back because she already misses your smell and the warmth of your body beside her in bed.

You want the girl who keeps her sexuality mysterious with her blush of innocence, but always give in for you.
Not the girl that will sometimes whip out your old school tie and pin you down and other times turn her back for sleepy spooning.

You want the girl that doesn’t pounce on every new female you talk to.
Not the girl who will fiercely fire questions at you because she enjoys the thrill of fearing losing you; juxtaposed with the blanket of reassurance when you nuzzle her softly you tell her you love her.

You want the girl that will back down when you tell her not to go to the party, because she knows you don’t want her to.
Not the girl who smiles defiantly and goes anyway, because she loves the electricity that flows throughout you when you get angry.

You want the girl who draws her feelings in patterns on pretty paper.
Not the girl who stops drawing the moment something more exciting comes along, such as a sunset or a cat.

You want the girl who always makes it to the bus stop on time.
Not the girl who tries to make a one hour journey in twenty minutes to catch the bus because the rush is exhilarating… and who wants to be on time anyway?

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Beautifully described about the norms and expectations placed on a girl … Hope the society changes its views for the better!


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