my dearest love,
to loving and being loved
yawr dekho baat samjho meri,
do i want a boyfriend? yes.
am i afraid he wonβt reciprocate the love? yes.
but i really want to have the love,
the love,
i saw in movies,
the love i read about,
the love i know i deserve,
i jus really want someone to like me,
love me, the way i want,
i want someone whoβs soft with me,
whoβs kind,
whoβs smart but doesnβt make me feel stupid,
someone who really wants to be with me.
im so tired of being all on my own,
(i have wonderful friends, and i love them to death, but thatβs not what this is about)
i want to come back home and have someone waiting for me,
and i want to wait for him after he comes back from a bad day,
i have so much love in me,
i want to love him the way his heart desires,
i want to learn all his favourites,
i want to know all his scars and kiss them,
when it stings.
but,
i want him to love me,
love me,
want me,
choose me,
take me out,
have greasy oily, the kind of food that is bad for you,
i want to do everything with him,
but all i want from him,
he loves me.
he loves me like it comes as easy and natural as breathing,
he loves me like he loves his hair,
he loves me like i love him.
xoxo,
aadhya