Someone real," I hear myself saying. "Someone who never has to pretend, and who I never have to pretend around. Someone who's smart, but knows how to laugh at himself. Someone who would listen to a symphony and start to cry, because he understands music can be too big for words. Someone who knows me better than I know myself. Someone I want to talk to first thing in the morning and last thing at night. Someone I feel like I've known my whole life, even if I haven't.
The narrator expresses a deep longing for a genuine connection with someone who is authentic and comfortable in their own skin. This person would not only be intelligent but also possess a sense of humor, showcasing the ability to laugh at personal flaws. The admiration extends to someone who appreciates art on a profound level, indicating a shared emotional experience that transcends ordinary conversation.
Furthermore, the narrator yearns for someone who...
