A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes

I've always dreamed that he will have dark brown eyes and wavy chocolate brown hair that falls in his eyes when he speaks to me in his candy coated voice.
I've always known that he will be a Christian who talks about God like a normal guy would talk about sports...and boobs. Which I find disgusting, and will not excuse it just "because he's a guy".
I kind of always thought of him like Cam, from the clique books; he plays soccer, which is hot. He likes classic rock, which is hot. He gives me random little presents just because it's yet another day of the week that we're together. He supports my dreams and wants what I want for me.
Whenever we would hang out, we'd do something unique, not just go to the movies or dinner. We would sit on his roof and watch the sun set. We would walk through the woods in the dead of winter and throw snowballs at each other along the way. We would hang out at his house and watch some special on the Beatles on Vh1 or find his dad's old record player and just jam.
We wouldn't be like everyone else.
He would read a lot, and be really smart and love math and science. He would have plans of becoming a doctor, engineer, or scientist, but dreams of being a rockstar. Just like me!
His pants wouldn't sag, and he wouldn't wear basketball shorts every other day. He would wear ripped jeans and vintage tees and leather bracelets, because I think those are cool(:
He wouldn't be judgemental, he would find the good in everyone. If I got fired up and pissed at him, he would listen to what I had to say, and calmly answer back. He would accept the fact that I'm nervous and shy around boys, and make me feel comfortable.
Yet, even though we'd have so much in common, we'd have alot of things that were very different.
I believe that differences are an important thing to make a relationship work.
There need to be differences to make the gears click into place.