Aline Toledo

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You know what? I want the cliches. I want to watch the sunset with a beautiful girl. I want to not be able to take my eyes off of her, despite how much I love the sky. I want the soppy letters, the texts and to hear the love in her voice when she talks about me. I want to be the person she calls when she’s drunk but more importantly, when she’s sober. I want to laugh during sex because it is awkward and clumsy. I want people to tell me that they wish they had a love like ours. Maybe that’s naive or conventional of me, but what’s the point in love if you don’t show it. And as much as I want those things, I want the rest too. I want to be the shoulder she cries on when she’s had a shit day at work. I want to be the person she needs to look after her when she’s sick. I want to be the person to look after her when she’s anxious or depressed and just can’t get out of bed. I want everything. And no it isn’t fucking easy to always be there for someone, but it’s worth it for the right person. One day she will be the right person.