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Maybe someone relates? I might never find the one. In this world of able bodied people, I will never find the one. The one who will stare into other person's eyes when I am talking. The one whose facial expressions doesn't micro change when I stutter in from of him or his friends. The one who would hold my hand while I stutter, be a shoulder when I can't take it anymore. I may never find the one who takes a risk of having a baby with me. The one who'll call me his wife. The one who isn't ashamed of me. One who is genuinely proud and happy that this imperfect stuttering mess is his partner. I am asking too much from the universe. The world is kind to you; as long as they are just spectators. I am asking too much from you, by telling/ hoping you to choose me. We need the world's kindness, without it we are nothing but a genetically flawed human beings. The world might not offer you everything; but it has offered you something little. I might not be a settle down material for you; but I am thankful that you chose to speak to me. I can't dream of happily ever afters; because I know you deserve so much more than this. Thank you.