June 23, 2012

I want to meet someone who has no idea who I am. Someone who has no expectations of who I am. No intentions of dating me. I want to be with someone who sits in my company and takes me in and decides on me on their own. Unaware that they’re doing it completely. I want them to acknowledge me as nothing more than another human being until one day they catch themselves noticing the way I play with my ear when I tell a story or purse my lips when I’m thinking and they fall in love with it. Not fall in love with any certain quality they think I have or anything they think a person should love another person for. Not love their reasons for loving me or anything like that. Just me in my entirety. Everything I am. I want them to fall for me so unexpectedly that they can’t even explain their reasons for loving me. I want to be stumbled upon, not sought after. Yeah, that’s it. I want someone to splash their face with water in the bathroom mirror and question themselves and wonder what comes next. I want to be unexpected. I want someone to be shocked at the way they feel about me because all I was to them was “Olivia”. No big flashing lights or applause. Raw. Just me. And that’s what they’ll fall in love with.