I want to subtly know, subtly feel, that you exist. I want people to think of me when they think of you. I don't need someone to come home to. I just need to understand. And understand that you do too.
But I don't really want to start a family. I just want you to know I want to start a family with you. With you. With you.
I think this want alone is enough to give reason to everything I have done, have said, to you. Now there's only one thing left: you.