God how I wish to be loved.
I wish to be loved like a book, with its well worn pages and cracked spine, each word read so many times over, that it's entirety is burned into memory.
I wished to be loved like the ocean, to be revered for its beauty whether tumultuous or clear.
I wish to be loved like music, to be listened to over and over, each note plucking at heartstrings and each chord giving rise to memories never forgotten.
I wish to be loved like the sun, akin to a cat napping upon a sunny windowsill, soaking in its warmth in gleeful joy.
I wish to be loved so desperately, craving the warmth from another's embrace, and security in being called someone's person.
I wish upon all the stars this were true.......yet it's an untouchable dream, one that may only come true in my wildest delusions.
