I'd be the girl who waits up on you.

I'd be the one who lets you have your guys' nights out with no fuss.

I'd be the girl who will always wait for your call but when you don't, I won't make a big deal out of it.

I'd be the one who'll have millions of butterflies in her tummy whenever I see your name on my cell.

I'd be the one who'd hug you from behind when you are busy doing your assignments just to let you know I'm always there for you.

I'd be the girl who writes stupid love notes and give them to you.

I'd be the girl who'd say the sweetest thing that eventually sound corny just to make you smile.

I'd be the one who'd break half of my sweet just to share with you.

I'd be the one to kiss your forehead when you're down when you're worrying about your mum who fell sick.

I'd be the one who takes ages to get ready for our dates and when I'm ready, you'll say I was worth the wait.

I'd be the one who'd laugh with you when it's a sad day.

I'd be the one who'd hesitate to say The Words and in the end said it because I think you're worth it.

I'd be the one who'd take long night strolls with you, arm in arm.

I'd be the one who teaches you to free your heart and soul.

I'd be the one who'd say "Who's ass am I kicking, baby?" the minute you go to me looking sad or pissed.

I'd be the one who gives you smile aches.

I'd be the one who'd lie on you and watch Little Rascals on my cell.

I'd be the one who'd see things in you that others don't.

I'd be the one to compliment you and make you blush real mad.

I'd be the one singing cute stupid love songs while lying on your lap.

I'd be the girl who watches stars with you at night and falls asleep on your chest.

I'd be the one who winks at you and make you blush.

I'd be the one who'd blush just watching you smile at me.

I'd be the one who'd jump with you across the parapet under the blocks, pretending to cross a hurdle.

I'd be the one who you'd take out for dinner.

I'd be the one who'd look into your eyes and smile at your inner inhibition.

I'd be the one who'd sing Chris Brown's love songs to you even though my voice suck.

I'd be the one who calls you up just to say The Words.

I'd be the girl who'd appear indestructible and even say, "I'm gonna kick your ass if you ever break my heart" but never got around to doing it.

I'd be the girl with hair that makes you go loco.

I'd be the girl who wears your choker like an amulet around her neck.

I'd be the girl who'd get married with you on a silly post it and make rings out of paper.

I'd be the one who'd sit with you at a favourite spot and imagine with you our make-believe home.

Yours.