more moping

I think that this is what I would like, in my romantic brain, though I am unlikely to receive it:

someone who likes the way I move
someone who thinks my laugh is great
someone who takes pleasure in my presence
someone that loves me for my idiosyncrasies rather than in spite of them
someone who notices the mole on my cheek
someone who adores small things
someone who wants to know me. all of me
someone who reads these entries
someone who keeps in touch with me
someone who wants to know how my day was
someone who wants to make it better
someone who lets me help
someone to be open and honest
someone that loves my cat
someone that has lost someone, too
someone that wants to hold me
someone that misses me sincerely
someone that feels
someone that talks.

I used to think these things were obvious until I started meeting people that didn't do them. our own experiences and needs are rarely apparent to other people. this surprises me. because I can tell when someone wants me to leave them alone. so I cease my interaction. and I can tell when someone wants more from me. that's when I tend to pull away. I am distance.
I have crushes on people and I don't pursue them.
there's just no point anymore. everyone is disappointing.