Screw your “normal”.
I don’t want normal.
I want heart racing, pulse hammering homecomings.
I don’t want mundane.
I want treasured kisses, appreciated gestures and hugs in the doorway that squeeze out my breath.
I don’t want “taken for granted”.
I want to feel a thrill when our eyes lock across a noisy family table.
I don’t want to become invisible.
I want tingles up my spine when you watch me walking back into the room.
I don’t want to lose that lust.
I want you listen to what I have to say, because you respect me and my opinion.
I don’t want “yes dear”.
I want us to keep making an effort with our appearance.
I don’t want to get complacent.
I want to keep you guessing about me.
I don’t want to become predictable and average.
I want you sailor.
I don’t want ordinary.
Give me extraordinary any day.