I want to think someone is great. I want to make up nicknames for someone and use them mercilessly. I want a history. I want shared memories. I want to read the paper together on a lazy Sunday morning. I want good sex, often. I want kisses and hugs and cuddles. The smell of close up skin. I want arguments of politics and tv shows. I want my beliefs challenged. I want someone who can look at me in my night shirt and be turned on.
I want to hold someone's hand and kiss their fingers individually. I want to rub their neck in the car while we're taking a drive. I want a glance that shares a secret. I want to keep someone warm on a cold afternoon while strolling through the park. I want someone to race me to the top of the stairs and collapse in giggles and kisses.
I want to laugh at someone's stupid jokes. I want to adore someone. I want someone to look at me in that way. I want to hide notes all through the apartment for them to find. Put notes in the lunch I pack. Make them breakfast in bed.
I want to give massages in the shower. And be led from a party for a quicky. I want someone to look at me with a sparkle in their eye and a smile on their lips.
I want to hug someone who comes home from a shitty day of work. I want to make dinner to the best of my ability. I want to give a foot rub on a shit day. I want a dance parter, a musical parter, and a star gazing partner.
I want to like and respect someone for their beliefs, and personality, and their aspirations.
I want to build a bridge from the past to the present.
I may just want it all......
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