that girl

i read something tonight that was really beautiful. for a split second, i allowed myself to imagine it was about me. your run-of-the-mill girl fantasy. obviously, it wasn't, but one day i want to be that girl. i want to be that girl that men openly declare...something other than eternal friendship or contempt for. i want to be that girl always on his mind. i want to be that girl he can't get enough of. that girl who makes him laugh three days later in the middle of the cereal aisle. the recipient of discreet, yet shameless affection. i want to be that girl he delights in. i don't know how i become that girl. maybe it just takes him really seeing me. maybe i have to move to find it. all i know is that one day i want to be that girl those incredible words were for.