I’m at the beginning of a novel, scuffling through the middle, yearning to meet you at the end… just so we can do this all over again.
i want to know your pages inside and out.
i want your vintage smell.
i want the best sentences.
i want the colours of your life to shine brightly in the farthest corners of my imagination.
…but “want” is a strong word; that often or not doesn’t mean necessary.