whole

I don't want you only in the happy days. I want you in the darkest nights, when not a single star shines. I want to be part of your night drives to the desert, when you listen music loudly. I want you to kiss me loud. Hold me loud. I don't want half ways to nowhere, sinuous roads towards a dead end. I don't deserve anything less than whole, because I am by myself, whole. I don't want empty sweet kisses, I am not afraid of being on my own.