Letter 07/08/21

08/07/21

Dear Unnamed,

I want my life to be like a movie or like one of the classic books I love so much. I want to find a love like what my parents have. I want to find someone who kissses my cheeks and fingers and knows my favorite sandwich and how I like my coffee and love me as entirely and unconditionally as I love them. I want someone who calls me hon because that’s what my parents do. I want someone who calls me love because that’s what the poems do. I want someone who will walk and dance in the rain with me. I want someone who will shamelessly sing in the car with me. I want someone who will check the kitchen for me when something falls and who will fight my hallucinations for me just to put me at ease. I want someone who isn’t afraid of meeting my parents, who respects my mom and jokes with my dad. I want someone who doesn’t think I’m crazy for counting stairs and sidewalk cracks. I want someone who will read poetry to me while I lay in their lap. I want someone who will watch romcoms with me. I want someone who will dance in the living room with me to one of my CDs. I want someone who isn’t afraid to say “I love you”. I want someone who will stay with me through the vision loss and all the anger and sadness it will bring. I want someone who is patient and understanding.

Sometimes I think I’m asking for too much, that I will never find my perfect match, that perfect matches are only makebeleive by naive dreamers like me.

Love,

Yours