Like the Girls I Read About

I want to be loved like the girls I read about. With such intensity that when their lips touch, it feels like a soothing fire of passion I want to feel like I'm the oxygen he needs to survive. I don't know if I am the kind of girl guys can love like that, In an all consuming, I can't let her go because she is all I ever want kind of way. I tell myself that one day somebody will see me with a desire and need Iike Aaron Warner towards Juliette Ferrars or Augustus to his Hazel Grace. Not denying himself the simple pleasures of taking what he sees as beautiful, a roller coaster that only goes up, and having the exception. The person who, when we touch my skin feels like an electric current ready to zap anything and anyone that will neutralize it. Alas, this love only exists in the works of fiction but I still hold out hope, Hope is a dangerous thing but so is believing in the love we read about. My flesh resting upon my bones is slowly dying as we all are but we hold out hope, Because without it humanity would die off. Without the believers believing and imagining and sharing their desires hope would not exist. And we would not believe in the fictional realms we'll never get to visit except when in the pages of our favorite stories. I just want to be loved like the girls I read about in books.