You don’t want much from life, do you? A cup of tea shared in –between sips. The solving of the crossword puzzle together. The gazing at the sea while holding his hand and wanting the world to stop right there. You want a lot, don’t you? And what if none of the expectations are met? What if you want to believe that they have and you are only fooling yourself in the bargain? You wait for the perfect moment – when he wants you as much you want him, only to realize that that can never happen. The city life is like that. People lead individual lives. Everyone wants his or her space. I have never understood the concept of space. I want to spend every waking with you and you want space to breathe from me. To be away for some time. You think I am anti-social. Well if I chose to be anti-social to be with you all the time, then so be it. I do not need any more people in my life than I already have. You want to be able to talk everything and anything under the sun, without thinking. I want to be this way with you. Don’t you get it?
I used to dream about all-consuming love. Love that would take me by storm and would change my life. Guess that doesn’t happen, one has to be practical after all. You can’t think like this in today’s day and time. Why not I ask? Who decides how I choose to love? I want to feel everything. The madness of love running through my veins. The want to eat an ice-cream with you in the middle of the night, while watching a sitcom and sleeping in your arms. The need to be able to just be there with you. Why must you think about the world? Why should it matter so much? Wish it didn’t. I really wish it didn’t.
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