I Want Life.

I want to read for the sake of reading, not just because the book is required.

I want to hang out with my friends and have an amazing time, rather than try and fit hanging out into the almost nonexistent crevices around study time.

I want to go to the beach and crash in the waves.

I want to feel the water as it surrounds my body in a cool embrace.

I want to float along, carefree.

I want to lay in the sun and talk to someone, caressed by the heat and the ensuing conversation.

I want to drive into the sunset with no clear destination in mind.

I want to leave this place forever, and never long to come back.

I want the hustle and bustle of the city and all the lights at night.

I want the tranquility of the night and the stars, away from the motions, engulfed in the silence of me, you, and the darkness, and the knowledge that we can be together in golden silence, comfortable with each other as friends or mates, whatever the case may be, for the rest of our existence.

I want life.

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