Monday, December 26, 2011


I don't want your sex, your gifts or to live in your idea of romance. I don't want you to invest money in my sake or really that much time. I want your friendship. You don't always have to be there and we don't always have to have something to talk about or have all our interests in common; I want to feel your presence. I want to feel that your intentions are kind and I want to huddle up in your mind--even if it's not for free. I want to feel the promise of the world, but I don't care to receive it; just as long as I know that if the time were to come, you'd still hand it over. If and when you decide to leave, I'd like my heart to still be intact and my mind full of artifacts of things you've taught me.

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