I think in the end, all I want is to be held by someone while looking at the sunset. To be slightly touched on the arm while attending a party. To eat a dish they have cooked using my favourite spice. To genuinely smile when they play with my hair while reading. To sigh with relief when our hands are holding on a walk. To chuckle when they tell me an absurd story. To hear my heart beating at a crazy rate when they look at my lips with intent. To grin when they ask how my stressful meeting went. To linger in bed on a Sunday morning because I feel safe. To exchange a look worth a whole conversation at a family meal. To put their keys in their bag, because they always forget them.
I believe it is the most natural thing in the world, and yet it seems to be the most difficult one to find.
what i mean to say is maybe in another world we’re both eight years old chasing each other in a field of daffodils and maybe in another one we’re at the end of our lives sitting on our front porch watching our thousandth sunset together. maybe in another world we’re seventeen and you’re breaking my heart harder than you’re breaking it right now. maybe there’s a hundred different you’s and i’s in a hundred different worlds and maybe we find each other in every single one. maybe in every single world we still don’t get it right. but maybe in another world the sky is always pink and you can see the stars at every hour and maybe in that world you aren’t afraid and i’m not hurting and just maybe we get it right
I think in the end, all I want is to be held by someone while looking at the sunset. To be slightly touched on the arm while attending a party. To eat a dish they have cooked using my favourite spice. To genuinely smile when they play with my hair while reading. To sigh with relief when our hands are holding on a walk. To chuckle when they tell me an absurd story. To hear my heart beating at a crazy rate when they look at my lips with intent. To grin when they ask how my stressful meeting went. To linger in bed on a Sunday morning because I feel safe. To exchange a look worth a whole conversation at a family meal. To put their keys in their bag, because they always forget them.
I believe it is the most natural thing in the world, and yet it seems to be the most difficult one to find.