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This is a short script I wrote a few years ago, but felt that it may fit some aspect of "The Number 2."  We're always told there's a missing half for all of us, that we're better together when we find the right match.  It's true for some of us, others not, but sometimes it does take 2, someone who understands us, who shares the same struggle, for us to feel more comfortable in our own skin.  Though this story is mostly fictional, I've found that it reflects much of what I've experienced in my own life.  I've had a myriad of health problems and once I found someone who was similarly afflicted, I found comfort in it, oddly, it's something that brings us closer together.  Sometimes it takes 2 for 1 to feel complete.  Here's a take on that:

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(I've had a single line of this written for awhile, but was still trying to figure out where to go with it, after reading through Joe's lyrics to "Nothing Big" again, I got inspired and knew where I wanted to take it.  Here's my extended interpretation inspired by the original.)


I don’t wanna take you out dancing on the weekend. I wanna push the couch out of the way and waltz across the living room floor with you, laughing.


I don’t wanna see that romantic comedy playing at the movie theater together. I wanna watch that video I took of you snoring and run through the house while you chase me, trying to pry it from my hands. 

I don’t wanna sleep peacefully through the night next to you. I wanna anxiously toss and turn, waiting for morning to come when I can see you again, messy hair, morning breath and all.

I don’t wanna discuss Oriental Art at that new museum exhibit together. I wanna argue in the aisles of Pier 1 about whether or not a stone Buddha statue is appropriate décor for our kitchen, knowing you’re right, it’s not.

I don’t wanna make reservations for us at fancy French restaurants. I wanna cook burnt pork chops for you and pretend neither one of us knows how awful they are, but we will, every single time.

I don’t wanna join you for a long walk on the beach. I wanna talk about taking long walks on the beach so much that we’re too tired to leave the house by the end of the discussion.

I don’t wanna map out vacations with you. I wanna get lost on back roads I thought looked like shortcuts just to give us more time to spend together, lost, but well on our way.

I don’t wanna gracefully skate before you at the ice rink, I wanna slide across the kitchen floor in my socks to you, hoping you can manage a smile when I lose my balance and fall on my back.

I don’t wanna get us tickets to the opera. I wanna pound on the bathroom door when you sing too loudly in the shower, because nothing sounds worse, or better.

I don’t wanna buy the perfect dream home for you, I wanna spend years fixing squeaky gates, building shelves, painting walls, and spraying wasp nests around a home that’s too small, too old, and never quite finished, though we never stop trying to make it just right.

I don’t wanna just be in love with you. I wanna work on loving you more each day, little by little.

Nothing big. Just me and you.


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How I'll love you - A poem
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