At the end of the day, that’s all I want.
Someone to take trips with.
Someone to celebrate promotions and professional milesones with.
Someone to curl up with when the sun rests it’s eyes for the night.
Someone to kiss when the times allows, and someone that’s okay with a kiss when it doesn’t.
Someone so magnetic that we can’t keep our hands to ourselves, like gravity is forcing us.
Someone willing to be a partner in crime, with a lawful body that will prevent me from comitting future felonies.
Someone to love is all I want, at the end of the day.
All any of us want, really, is to love and to be loved.