I guess in the end I don’t really want or need a...

I guess in the end I don’t really want or need a boyfriend.

All I want is someone I can be intimate with. Someone I can share things with. Someone who wants to share himself with me.

Someone I can share my music to as the skylight fades into a warm orange in the background.

Someone I can touch and taste and learn when the alone and the crowded become too tiring.

Someone I can eat up with my eyes as I smoke a cigarette on his balcony.

Someone I can drink a bottle of wine with, breathe beside, and s...