I want to talk to you. I want to listen to you talk. And when there’s nothing to talk about, I just want to be in your company.
I want to listen to you sing. I want to watch you dance. I want to write for you, sing for you. And when I dance like an idiot, like an untrained kid, or like a baby taking its first step, and you start laughing, I want to savour the moment.
I want to make you smile. I want to make you laugh. I want to share everything with you, what I think, how I feel, all my theories and ideas, all that affects me. I want to laugh with you, cry with you. I want to walk with you, travel with you. I want to learn with you and grow with you. I want to be strong with you and vulnerable to you.
I want to know you, every facet of your being. I want to be an awestruck spectator to your wonderful personality in all its beauty and complexity.
I want to give you everything you desire. I want to support you in achieving everything you want to. I want to read and write so many things, learn and teach so many things, make something, make an impact, bring about a change for the better, leave a mark. I want to achieve things and be successful. And I want to give all the credits for my achievements to you.
I want to tell you how much you mean to me, even though I never thought I’m capable of feeling this way, and even though words are not enough to convey it.
I want to look into your eyes, listen to your voice, hold your hands and play with your hair.
I want to be with you and get lost in you. That is all I want.