I like...

I like to go on a long drive, alone, under a golden yellow sky, on a road that is endlessly dusty and while I drive I’d like ‘numb’ playing softly in my car.
I like to watch the rosy face of a beautiful girl, dressed in black, sitting alone on a bench gazing emptily into the space on a snowy evening.
I like to watch the extravagance of the dizzy city lights while I go out to shop on a busy evening.
I like to hide away my tears and tell to the world that I am happy always.
I like it when my girl gives me a warm hug for nothing and whisper into my ears, “I…”
I like to hold a distressed in my arms and would like to console that person in a reassuring sense by whispering - “don’t you worry…I’ll take it from here.” Then I would like to watch the gratitude in their eyes.
I like to watch a beautiful fingers scribbling notes or playing guitar.
I like to have green eyes.
I like to sit alone on a cozy sofa with a hot cup of coffee in the balcony of a high rise building and watch the dark clouds pour down on the city mercilessly.
I like to watch my girl fall asleep.
I like to put my index finger on the sleeping baby’s palm and would love to see its fingers wrap gently around my finger.
I like the surge I feel when I hear an inspiring narration.
I like know that I have a secret admirer.
I like the pain that sorrow brings and the mercy that it showers.
I like to curl up in the warmth of my comforter during a quiet cold night.
I like the feel I get when first gulps of water soak my tongue to quench an intense thirst.
I like to be Tom Cruise.
I like it when my hair sways over my forehead while I sit staring out of the window of a bus.
I like to sit on a wall and quietly watch the hustle-bustle of a busy city.
I like to lie flat on a green meadow and look at the blue sky.
I like it when she leans over my shoulder.
I like to talk about my thoughts.
I like to be god for a day.
I like…