My Diary
I wanted to be looked after in an ordinary way
Dear Delyara, Not dramatically. Not romantically. Not in a way that becomes a whole emotional event. I wanted someone to say, I made enough for you too. Or, leave that, I’ll do it. Or just hand me something warm without turning me into a fragile person in a scene. There are days when the deepest longing is so embarrassingly simple. Mine was simple tonight. And because it was simple, it hurt a little more.
— enough.for.two