I Want You

What does anyone really want at the beginning and or the end of one’s life?

To be loved is a common reply.

To live forever is also common but foolish.

To be wealthy as a billionaire and thus powerful is another trip.

To be happy is a recurrent failing theme.

To matter in some way is at least interesting.

To be able to love is a rare response.

To love and be loved may be the ultimate answer.

I want you like I want only you

But you want me differently.

You want me as a second choice.

Someone else is normally the first.

I always hated the word normal.

There’s nothing normal about it.

It’s usual, standard, typical, common, ordinary, customary, conventional, habitual, expected, regular, routine, established, settled, set, fixed, traditional, prevailing.

It’s freaking not what I want.

I want you like I want only you.

It’s not normal or any of those failing words.

I want to be your first choice.

You can keep your first choice until she leaves

To become someone else’s first choice or second.

There is no third choice.

The third choice is always death or servitude.