We all expect that when we meet our Prince Charming, he will sweep us off our feet. He'll utter all these gorgeous words at all the right times and tuck your hair behind your ear, gazing into your eyes.

But what if it is all complete and utter bullshit? What if he says all these sweet nothings, knowing that's what he's supposed to say, regardless of the fact that he doesn't mean a word? I don't know about you, but I'd much rather have a guy who stutters out something silly that makes no sense, than to have sonnets written in adoration of my eyes by a guy who doesn't even know what color my they are. I'd rather have someone who can barely think in front of me,because he is nervous than someone who whispers lies to me by the light of a beautiful sunset. The guy who cares but doesn't always get it right is worth so much more than the guy who knows exactly what it takes to get you but puts in no effort.

So, give me that guy who admits he's a fool, but only a fool for me. Give me that guy who isn't afraid to look silly because he does it just to see me smile. Give me that guy who may not be perfect but will always be perfect for me. Yeah, just give me that guy. He's priceless. When given the choice between the shallow, vapid boy who looks like he belongs in the movies and knows it all to well, and the boy whose hair never quite sits down straight and grass stains that never completely came out of his jeans, who will I choose? I'll take the latter.

When given the choice between the boy who looks at me like a conquest and the man who looks at me like I put the stars in the sky, then finished by hanging the moon, you have to know what my choice will be.

So, yes, give me the boy who may be a little rough around the edges but actually polishes up quiet nicely, and I promise I'll keep him forever.