My Message to Santa...

Dear Santa.

Hello! I am David, a boy who lives far, far away. You know, I have been a very good boy this year and I was hoping you would give (grant) me that one wish that I have been asking you for. I don't know if you heard me the last time I spoke to you in my dream but, I would just want you to know that I am in dire need of Love--not the love of family and friends, but love from someone whom I can call mine; someone who is special and dear, someone who I can call mine. 

I turned 22 this year, you know; and for the 22 years that I have existed, never in my entire life have I craved for something really, really sweet. Sweeter than Ice cream and Cake. :)

I want a boyfriend...and I want a cute one. Someone that I can cuddle to whenever I wanted, someone I can pinch and tickle and annoy and see his face turn red from laughing, someone who can complete my day whenever he smiles. I want that someone that would cook me sunny-side up eggs and hotdogs for breakfast, makes me coffee in the afternoon (and makes one for himself too so that he can join me and we can talk the whole time while sipping on the coffee he made).

And oh, I want him to make dinner too; or maybe skip that part and just let him bring me somewhere neat to eat--just so that we can spend some time for the both us while we are at it. I want him to love music too. So that we can listen to songs that we both love and enjoy an afternoon or something together with earphones plugged into our ears. 

I never wanted to go outdoors but if he loves it, so will I. I want him to be masculine enough in a way that he makes me stare at him with awe and be dazzled with his presence. I want him to protect me. Protect me in a way that I won't ever have to be worried about being alone in the dark at night, or just be alone in the world for the rest of my life. 

I want him to accept my past--or never mind it all. I want him to embrace me for the fact that I exist and that I am making him happy until who knows when. I want him to be loved by my family too, specially my sister, who has always been there for me whenever I am in deep S*it. I want him to love my sister too in a way that he loves her the way I do.

I want him to be in that shining armor. But armors are way too expensive so let him be dressed in casual clothes and make him look neat and handsome and nevertheless, yummy--for all I care. I just want him...that's all.

So, Santa, please? I have been a really, really good boy this year. Can you grant me my wish and make 2010 the best year for me? Thanks.

Sincerely yours, 

David <3