Man wanted. Must dance.

Little girls love their dads. Even if they don't realize it every guy they ever date has to stand a measure next to their dad. Sometimes even the stupid and mundane can mean something to a girl if her dad did it, or talked about it. I inherited a lot from my dad aside from the thick boned heritage. He taught me about politics and football (even though I didn't want to learn), about building something with your hands and about doing it right the first time. What I thought my boyfriend would be like, I learned from him too. Even though my parents fought when I was younger, a lot, I mean every single day for years. Despite all that I have vivid memories of my parents dancing. At weddings, parties, even just to the radio on cleaning day. It was how I knew my dad really loved my mom, he wasn't the touchy feely kind. And because of this I always believed dancing was a manley thing, not something embarrassing but something that was cool to do. I always dreamed about dancing with someone one day. When prom rolled around I didn't have a date, I'm not really the kind of girl who would get one, not exceptionally pretty, overly opinionated, and brash. And even though I continued to dream about the perfect guy for me I didn't ever worry about dancing, I just assumed guys would dance with you once you were serious together if he loved you.

I don't think this is something my boyfriend understands. I need to dance it means everything to me. I don't want to embarrass him, I don't want him to be forced to do something he doesn’t enjoy, I don't want to go out dancing on the weekends, I just need someone to hold me close for a few songs every once and a while and dance a few songs with me at special occasions.

I need someone who is proud to hold me close to them when Lady in Red comes on.