I want recklessness, I want the
fairytale, I want a strong laughter, luminous nights and deep eyes to fall
into. I want to let go, to lose the fear. I want singing out loud, I want
ridiculous dancing; I want handwritten notes and a big cup of coffee. I want
pillow fights and twelve year old foolishness.
I want love. I want unconditional,
irrational, crazy, hectic, intense, dramatic, overreacting love. I want the
voice inside my head to tell me... “See, I told you it would be worth it”. I
want to feel. Feel heat and cold, feel the tenderness and warmth of a sulky
kiss. I want closed eye smiling and ever soft cuddles.
I want it all, and to get there I am
willing to give it all, to take the risk to jump and trust, to allow myself to
feel regardless of the pain that may or may not follow.
