I made a mistake by drinking alcohol Saturday night.
I lost a lot of insight, to the foolishness of wanting to have fun and celebrate.
I miss you and need your energy.
I rather drink with you.
I rather think with you.
I rather do everything and explore the universe with only you.
Create a family.
Grow.
Love.
Share.
Mature.
I miss you.
I see how difficult this will be.
But I am nurturing my love still for you.
I am independent and individualistic indeed, honing all creativity and love for you, while I focus on me.
The truth is, you sharpen my imagination, and you give me immense hope for a bright future.
You give me so much.
You give me strength, and it is not so much about all that you do for me, because I want to reciprocate it all tenfold.
I want to give you the world, truly.
But it all starts with what is in my brain.
The ideas, and formulations.
And I wish to hear your voice sensations.
And I wish to see your smile.
And I wish to hear your soul.
And I wish to have you in my arms.
And I wish to hear your opinions.
And I wish to only listen.
And I wish to only be with the love of my life.
I love you, Claudia.
