If it’s not meant to be like this, I don’t even want to

I don’t know what you want from me, boy. But I can even tell you what I want from you. I want dinner by candlelight, I want affection and I want cuddles in bed. I want sex, yes. But not only that. I want much more than horny. With you, I want love. I want to laugh at your jokes until my stomach hurts, I want to introduce you to my parents, making sure you don’t leave.

I want you to go to a club with me and my friends, I want to dance with you. I want to go drink beer at a corner bar with your friends and still come home hand in hand. I want the whole package. I want you in your underwear and with your hair disheveled walking around the room in the morning. I want you dressed up looking for me at home for a date.

I want intimacy, but I also don’t want to leave the mystery behind. I want to continue discovering your dreams and your quirks every day. I want discoveries and adventures. And many, many snogging in between. I want to travel with you, I want to be able to be myself, without those psychological games that couples love to play. With you, I don’t want to play.

I want to kiss. I want stars and shows, I want movies and lots of popcorn. I want to smear myself with sauce in front of you without worrying. I want you to love me without makeup and in pajamas. I want a dog and a house. I want home. I want all the parts. I don’t want division.

I want multiplication. I want fun. And it’s no use thinking I’m picky, you can be sure. I am very, and full of flaws. AND I WANT you to WANT it anyway. And want it forever, just like me. If not, boy. Oh, so I don’t even want to.

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What you make me feel is special!