I want a love different from books, movies and series, although a little Chuck and Blair wouldn’t hurt. I want a love that strokes my eyebrows so that I fall asleep, that turns and turns in bed with me, that the next morning looks at me and that I can see in his eyes how beautiful he thinks I am, even with my face. morning and the breath.

I want a love that gives me a shoulder to watch a movie even though I know I’ll fall asleep at first, but that stays there. I want a love that I never had and will never have the same, that is extremely unique, as it should be. I want a love that has fights, but above all there is reconciliation.

I want a love that kisses me even after I have cried for hours and my nose is running. I want a love that knows that I like bologna in bread and fries, that I love beets, candies, that I prefer white chocolate, but I don’t do without black (unless it’s bitter), a love that knows that my favorite book is “Who are you, Alaska?” and that my movie is “Now and Forever”.

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I want a love that says “Can I go over there later? I give you cafuné”, a love that says that I’m his forever and forever, that implies from time to time if the WhatsApp reading notification doesn’t turn blue at the time, that says from time to time “Take it easy, life, no I’ll leave you for any silly reason” even though something hasn’t happened to make me insecure.

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I want a love that accompanies my jokes, that knows when I use irony and that understands my “Whatever”. I want a love that knows that I don’t have anything material and of monetary value for every special occasion, but that above all I will worry about how to leave that moment marked in a special way in some way.

I want a love that sends me a song when he heard it and remembered me, that says he misses me, that asks me to see him even if it’s on a Monday, a love that I can see that is happy with me just by looking to your eyes, that I’m doing the right thing, even in my crooked way.

I want a love by my side to laugh at moments that in the past didn’t make us laugh, I want a love to be able to thank God for putting him in my path, to be able to thank him for going to the square when I had family problems, for to be able to thank you for listening to me, putting up with me, accepting and loving me.

I want a love that I can say was my first love, still is, and there won’t be any after it. I want a love from December to December, with no spaces for separations, no spaces for doubts and uncertainties, no space for holidays and days off.

A restless but calm love, let me know that no storm will bring it down.