That's pretty easy. Love. A person who will love me for the good, the bad, the ugly, and the downright weird. Someone who will never leave my side and who will travel the world with me. Who will tour with me and be my personal groupie, best friend, tour buddy, bandmate, and most of all, devoted and loving spouse. The person who will sing like no one's listening in the car with me to classic emo, grunge, punk and metal songs while we go on road trips in the summer. Someone who will go on walks in the park with me in Autumn while we sip our pumpkin spiced lattes and admire all the fall leaves. Someone who will go pick flowers and take photos in the meadows during the spring. And someone who will chill under a blanket on the couch while we sip tea and hot chocolate in the winter. Or go play in the snow or go ice skating and watch hockey games. And on Christmas Eve, bake cookies, sing Christmas Carols, watch Home Alone, and make out under the stars as the snow falls all around us. Someone who make out in the middle of the pit with me at the live shows. Someone who will jam to classic Bob Marley and smoke a joint with me as the sunsets on a warm breezy summer afternoon at the beach. If they play guitar even better. We could just jam together all night on the weekends and drink a few beers talking about the greatest rock songs of all time. Butttttttttt, that's never gonna happen soooo. Yeah. :(