The realization comes with little breath. But I taste it nonetheless. All we ever want is love and recognition. It's so simple. Say, give it to me please. Give and take. Welcome the words. Feel the awkward contraption of love shared. Give and receive. Accept and reveal. I finally know that.

Youtube, with so many videos under a thirty second duration, or a girl in her bedroom dancing to the rap music she loves, or a geriatric man recording his life, or a guy falling off a bike, or anything, any moment of time anyone anywhere cares enough about to upload onto the web just to receive a little comment, or even simply a 'view'. To know someone watched. Just some recognition of our existence. Just to give and receive a little love. Even if it's of your best friend trying to broad jump over a moving Nissan Sentra and he snaps his neck in the stunt. Whatever. Just give me a damn comment and five stars. Show some love for fucks sake.