"She wanted something else, something different, something more. Passion and romance, perhaps, or maybe quiet conversations in candlelit rooms, or perhaps something as simple as not being second."Nicholas Sparks (The Notebook)
Our time together is like a movie, laughing and floating with joy. Usually I find this to be enough, but lately we've been preoccupied with our own issues. My mind is somewhere else and for the first time I find myself wanting more. But more what? More of his attention? More of his support? I'm not sure what it is and that is why I couldn't say anything. I could not organize my thoughts to say what I'm feeling and I tried very hard to put on the face that nothing is wrong. I guess it's to buy me some time until I figure out what more I want.