The manual.

No, no, no. You’re getting it wrong. All those rosy words about love and life are amazing to hear, but listen to me now… That is not what I want.

I want unbridled passion, complete loss of control over thoughts. I know it makes me sound crazy, but who in love is ever in their right frame of mind?

No, I’m not always going to wake up looking like a dream.  In fact, I never wake up looking like a dream. I’m haggard, with my hair in a mess, the terrible kind of mess. Would you still want to be with me?

No, I don’t smile dreamily when I wake up and sometimes I talk in my sleep in languages I’m not very fluent in. I get cranky if someone invades my bed space, I have rules of the bedroom and though that sounds sexy, I assure you the rules are rather boring and are about literally sleeping in bed.

I’m grumpy and I swear like a sailor. I’m cranky, annoying, jealous and frankly a little crazy. 9/10 times I’m scowling for no reason, but that doesn’t mean I hate where I am. It just means that’s how my face looks.

There  you go, I’ve put all the bad cards on the table. The way to the good cards is to have the courage to first deal with the bad ones.

So you know you’re in for a roller coaster ride. And if at any point  you want to stop and jump off from the highest point… it’s okay.

So let me know if you’re ready.
And one last thing, please get your feet off the bed, it annoys me.

2 thoughts on “The manual.

  1. ‘Get your feet off the bed’ reminds me of ‘Friends with Benefits’.
    And you write, so so so well. 🙂
    Keep up the good work, Priyanka.

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