I wish to give my heart, spilling over with love, to someone I won’t regret. To have little moments with no “but they did this”, or “but then they said that”. To have mutual respect and love, and compromise. I do not think this is such a hard thing to ask for, I say as I look up from my book. But love which I long for will never exist in this reality. Only in those realities written by others who long for love even more strongly than I do.









