Someday-

We're all so picky, but that makes who we are as a person
We like a certain person, we like a certain stlye
that makes up who we are as an individual
We hate a particular person because it clashes with our personality

I like people that are honest and appreciate peoples' emotions
I like people that are complex yet straightforwarded with their emotions
I like people that has their own style
I like people that have fun.

When did I become so picky?
I don't remember being so opinionated-
but I feel like I found who I am these days

Maybe someday I will find someone that has the same taste
Maybe when I become someone that actually say what I mean
that someday someone will be waiting for me....

I hope so.

Sorry, I felt like writing a poem.