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Do you ever get that feeling, where you're thinking about love, and you know you want it eventually, but you don't really care when or how, because you know it'll come, and you have bigger things to worry about right now, but it's still fun to dream?
For example, some days, all I want is to meet a beautiful butch girl, who looks at me with soft eyes, and holds me close, not just in the dark of night, but in the broad daylight. And we meet pretty simply, and we start out friends, and nothing much happens. Until one day, we're at her house, and she's staring at me, so I look up at her, and neither of us can turn away. And we keep getting closer, and closer, until we can't get any closer without touching. So we stay like that, till someone makes a move, and we both make a move, leaning in softly. We live together in a little apartment, and we explore until our feet fall off, just taking in everything that we see.
Then other days, I want to meet a stunning femme girl. She holds her phone close, she's not really shy, and she likes showing off her small world, to the bigger world around her. She takes photos and videos, because she loves the memories, not just the views. She grabs my hand whenever she can, and she takes me to do things I never would have done. I'm her photographer, and she's mine, but I prefer being behind the camera, because I love watching her shine. And she introduces me into her videos, as we grow closer, and pulls me in closer to paint my face with those beauty tools I'll never understand and she'll never need. And she asks me if I like her lipstick, if I want to try it on. Of course I'll say yes, and I'll kiss her, or maybe she'll kiss me. And I'll help and I'll watch as she captures the worlds beauty, resting in those aesethic apartments, I only thought lived on tv.
Or maybe, it'll be my best friend and it'll sneak up on me. And we'll be laughing, and I'll look at him and he'll look at me, because we're both so happy. It never really seems like much more than friendship, until he's one his knees, dramatically serenading me, and we both know it's a joke, but for the first time, I realise I'm falling. And I don't know if he'll catch me. But if he does, then nothing much will change, most everything will stay the same, except the way he says my name, and the way I hold him closer. The way he kisses my lips, or the impromptu midnight trips that I turn into dates.
And I just think that love so important and wonderful. And I know everyone doesn't feel love in the same way, and I know some don't feel romantic or sexual love at all, and that is okay or completely valid. Because I feel like you can get so much out of just romantic love, or just platonic love, because love has no limits and neither do our hearts.
But yeah, sometimes, I just love to dream.