pibi

Maybe I am a little selfish when it comes to you. I want your attention. I want your messages. I want those random little conversations that somehow make my whole mood better. I want to hear about your day, even when nothing interesting happened. I want to know what's on your mind, what you're thinking about, what made you smile, and what bothered you. And maybe I want more of your time than I should sometimes, but it's only because being around you feels different. You have this way of making ordinary moments feel like something I'll want to remember. I don't want perfection from you. I don't need some impossible version of love where everything is always easy. I just want something real. I want us to keep learning each other, laughing together, being honest when something hurts, and finding our way back to each other when life gets complicated. So yes, maybe I'm selfish. Because if I get to choose who I want beside me through all the random, beautiful, messy parts of life, I'm going to choose you.