I want romance—the kind that lingers in stolen glances and whispered goodnights.
I want laughter, deep and unrestrained, the kind that makes my stomach ache in the best way.
I want the 3AM love-making, where time doesn’t exist, only skin, only breath, only us.
I want consistency—the kind that never makes me question where I stand.
I want loyalty, unshaken and unwavering.
I want the random looks of admiration, the kind that say I see you, I choose you, every single day.
I want to know you’re just for me—not in possession, but in devotion.
I want date nights that feel like the first time, flowers just because, love that doesn’t wait for a reason.
I want truth, raw and unfiltered, even when it’s hard.
I want to be a priority, not an option.
I want love that is pure. Love that is calming.
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