he’s the guy that calls you dollface.

the one who sneaks up behind you, snuggling your shoulders while asking for a bowl of chips for his tables at work.

the person who finds someone beautiful, but only falls in love with them when they open their mouth. because to him, the perfect girl has a beautiful mind, that he believes only gets exponentially wiser and more beautiful as her face grows more wrinkled and her hair grows gray.

the first male to admit that loss of virginity isn’t something monumental, but isn’t a part of a race either. it’s part want and part passion all rolled into one spontaneous moment, no matter what the occasion. and waiting for the “right” person isn’t the way to do it, but waiting for the person you feel like doing it with is. and doesn’t think any differently of a girl whether she’s a virgin or not, and doesn’t need sex in the relationship, even when it’s present.

the guy friend who hopes to lead by example once he completely finds himself. since to him, teaching by example is the only true way.

“people listen and filter. they experience and know. there are moments you could never put into words. moments that truly intrigue people if not out of fear of losing themselves into something bigger. conquering that fear is a person’s largest impediment. on the other side, a person is still there, yet is not recognized as the center of the current. a drop that relinquishes itself unto the ocean, if you will.”

the man who admits that you will learn more trusting your deepest self than ever analyzing his actions. he’s still in a flux of currents, yet this is what attracts mastery.

this is michael.