The misadventures of the heart and sometimes, the stomach.

We Need To Talk.

We need to talk. 

I need to tell you about my day; whether it was good or bad. I need to tell you about the petty things that happened. Things such as who cut me off or what I had for lunch. I want to ask you about your day too. I want you tell me about all the minute, unimportant details as well. 

I need you to be my conscience. On whether or not I should buy that top or another pair of shoes.  I need you to help choose a dress or comment on my hair. I need you to help me make small decisions like these and eventually, bigger ones. I want you to know that I value your opinion. I want you to ask me for mine. I want to you to be supportive, I need you to say no when need be. 

I need to know about your worries and concerns. I want to know what’s bothering you. I want to ease your burden, dispel your fears. I want to reassure you that everything is going to be alright. I want to lend a listening ear, a crying shoulder – whatever you might need. I need you to know that I am here for you, just like you are for me. 

I need to hear you laugh. I want to tell you funny stories or make really bad jokes. I want us to laugh at each other. I want us to have inside jokes. I want to feel this sense of satisfaction  that I can be your entertainment, your momentary reprieve. 

I need to tell you that I miss you. That I think about you as often as I can. I need you to know that although we just spent hours together, watching you pull or walk away still leaves me feeling empty. I need you to know that if I could, I would spend every waking moment with you. I need you to tell me that you feel the same way too.

I need to tell you that I crave for you. I want to tell you that you are desired, coveted. I want to tell you that I ache for your presence, your touch. I need to know that you feel this longing and desire too. I need to know that I am capable of eliciting such want as well. 

I need to remind you that I love you. Not out of the fear of you forgetting; but rather as a reassurance that there is someone who cares about your well-being and happiness. I need to convey emotions such as awe and longing all in the grand sum of three little words. I want you to know that my love and respect for you grows every time I say it. 

I need to say all these things and more. 

So baby, please call me.

We need to talk. 

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