Here's the thing about needs and wants...when you want something bad enough, it becomes a necessity. Not because you literally need it to survive; life will go on either way, but because life just doesn't seem complete without it.

I don't need a man to take care of me. I want a man who wants to take care me. Can I make my own chicken soup when I'm sick?...or at least order my own from the nearest take-out restaurant? Yes. But having a guy bring you soup, who genuinely cares about your well being, just does something special to your insides. It could be the crappiest bowl of Cup of Noodle, microwaved until it's barely inedible, and you swear it's the best thing to hit your taste buds, simply because he put in the effort.

I don't need a man to comfort me when I'm having a bad day. I want a man who loves me so much, that when I hurt, he hurts just as deeply because I'm a part of him.

Ladies, let me clue you in on a little secret...Men are not dolls and they don't need us to take care of them. The one's that do aren't the ones you should want or need. Leave the "fixer-uppers" to Home Depot!

Here's the truth about the truth. If we were all a little more honest with ourselves, it wouldn't be as painful when we heard it from other people.

Love. When it's real you'll know. No questions asked, no answers needed.