lundi 14 janvier 2013

I was thinking the other day how some people need big, extraordinary, and materialist displays that they are appreciated, loved, whatever, like getting offered a trip to the sunny sky of a far away island, or some expensive piece of jewellery, or the complete package : champagne, roses, and a limousine to take them to the most pompous restaurant in town, i was comparing how it's not my tendency, and that i would like so much more the little daily signs of affection, like a little note on the fridge, a little mail after i left, or being taken to an important emotional place for the other, even if it's the humblest of places, buy a bottle of juice and sit on a bench nearby, holding hands, or being offered the smallest present ever, or even simply and that's the best, hearing directly from the other that i'm important for her, those little sincere attentions i care for, and i would wish they could be coming from the heart, and recurrent for as long as life is.

I can enjoy champagne and limousine, but i don't need it to be happy.

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