i want a love that makes me say, ‘there. i have found you.’
i want to look into his eyes and see lifetimes spent together long before we’d met.
i want a love that makes the end of the day not seem like just ‘ a good time’ but electrifying, crazy, passionate, wonderful. i want to keep smiling for days afterwards and walk on tiptoes and just be in a good mood for days and days afterwards because we had ice cream together in the rain. i want those inconsequential little moments, i want to just glance at him when he is reading his work assignments and start smiling uncontrollably. i want to say that i love him, just because. because there just isn’t anyone else. because how could you imagine anyone else when he is everything you’ve ever wanted from the day you read your first fairy tale. the kind of love that makes me laugh at re-reading our conversation texts on the train ride back home, the kind of love that loves deeply, that is meant to be.