Good Intentions
I want to give you my perfect love.
I want to look over you, protect you and care for you. I want to spread my wings and shield you from any harm that might come your way. I want to see you smile. I want to hear your uplifting laugh. I want to see you shine.
I want you to feel adored and special, I want you to feel my love for you that is beyond anything you have ever known before.
I want to feel your gentle touch upon me, I want to engulf you in my all consuming and never bettered passion, I want you to moan in delight at my touch and caress.
I want to be with you every moment of every day. I want to hear your voice calling my name. I want to see your texts filling my inbox. I want to see your name listed several times amongst the missed calls.
I want to be your sun so I light up your life and you orbit around me. I want to be your sole giver of warmth and life, the very thing, the only thing that you come to rely upon.
I want to dress you in finery, the best that I can afford. I want to see you wear what I suggest you wear and that you put that dress on just for me.
I want you to breathe my air, letting it fill your lungs and tasting so sweet that you will never want to breather the air of another.
I want you to see the world through my eyes, I want you to think the same way as me, I want you to anticipate my thoughts ,words and deeds as if you are living through me.
I want you to be a part of me. I want you to not know where you begin and where I end. I want you to taste what I taste, hear what I hear and speak with the same tongue as me.
I want you to become within me, assimilated into my being, an extension of me. I want you to discard everything you have known before and embrace me in totality. I want you to cast away your identity, your support groups, your social networks and instead be utterly dependent on me for your every need.
I want you to forget who you were.
I want.
Bravo ! Nicely done
Awesome
sounds like being assimilated into the Borg Collective.
Indeed.
Sounds flattering but I’d feel crushed by these expectations.
You either fail at becoming this empty ‘sack’ or you’ll be completly miserable attending at all these requirements.
I want your perfect love too. Too bad we will never acbieve it. That damned road of good intentions.
Hmmm. I used to want that. Now reading it makes me feel smothered.
I do
It’s a shame you can’t really love the way that you pretend to love.
Thats what you tell yourself, but what you REALLY want is me to pay for HER. What you should do is grow some stones and confront her about what she did to you and allow others to give you what she did not.
But that wont happen, so I understand and accept you as you are.
All he ever said once was I am glad I can make you smile. His whole thing is to make people laugh, but inside ‘he suffers’.
Other than that? Nah, he never wanted anything for me. If only I had gotten the finest finery, maybe it would have made something worth it! Lordy.
“I want to make you smile” is a cover for “I want to make you smile but even more so I want to be responsible for ripping that smile from your face.”
And if you don’t let them, you win.
Another twofold comment. It makes sense. Its not I want to make you happy but smile. With his sense of humour, it was easy in a way. No real effort. I never conidered the way this fit in to making someone smile just to enjoy their frown.