Midnight Musings On Love

In order of rank, the things in life that make me blissfully happy are dogs, music, and the idea that someday somebody could love me. Not in a parental way and not because they felt biologically obligated but because they saw me and they heard me…and they loved me, simply because they could.

I want someone to fall asleep dreaming of the pout of my lips, the brown of my eyes and the high pitched, often seal-like, squeal of my laugh.

My teenage brain wants someone to single out every quality of mine that I ever thought was detestable and show me that it was all this time, always worth loving.

Ross Lynn

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