There's nothing more that I want then to hold your hand and stroll down the seashore. I desire your presence the way I desire to view the sunrise everyday. I've lived long enough to know that there's nothing else more that I want than your love. I want to be able to kiss you softly and then passionately on those beautiful nights. I want to be able to see your sleepy eyes each morning just when the sun's rays shine through our window. To spend our summer nights dancing under the light of the moon, laughing and singing as if there was no one else in the world. I want to hear you laugh at me because I'm mad and for some reason you think it's cute. I want a life with you, the life I've always dreamed of but just better. But I can't have everything in this world. I can't have you nor any of that. I'm not able to hold in my hands all the pleasure and love. I'm not able to have a taste of those kisses your lips give. I won't be be able to see the way the sun's rays reflect off of your sleeping face. Nor will I enjoy the dancing and singing on my summer nights. I won't have the pleasure of hearing your laugh every time I am mad. I'm not able to have you, the you I desire, the one who'd hold my hand and surprise me out of the bloom. The you who'd bring me a flower just because you thought I'd love it. I won't have none of that. The life that I want, the you that I want is all in my dreams and it's just a wish upon a star.
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Short Storyto whoever identifies themselves with the character of each "story", but most importantly to the person behind each thought. I don't consider myself a writer nor do I believe to be one, my mind just runs wildly imagining stories of people I haven't...
