I want that great love. That love everyone desires, but only few are lucky enough to get. The one you can see in someone’s eyes and feel in the deepest parts of your heart. I want someone to look at me like I am their reason for existing, like I am the one who puts the stars in their nightsky. I want someone to kiss me softly, to kiss me gently, but with a passion deeper than the oceans. I want to be someone’s reason to be truly happy and I want someone to never get tired of missing me. I want someone to even love the parts of me that not everyone gets to see. I want the great, great love you read about in the books and you see in the movies. I want the great love that never seems to die, burning like an eternal flame. I want that great love, but I am not sure if it even does exist.




















