but someone waiting for me,
someone to dine and chat with
and someone to rub my back after a long day’s work?
What if, at the end of the day, my comfort is
not to arrive home to trophies and fancy things
but to see the person I love on the front door, smiling?
What if I don’t desire the things you want for me
and don’t grow to be someone you expect me to be?
What if, what I really want is just to be me —
to be free to choose who to love,
and be happy?”
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