I don't want your love to bring me down.
I don't want your love so turn it around.
I've been thinking about relationships lately, trying to sort out what is the manifestation of a physical need to be with someone that I think is natural for a healthy 29 year old female, and what is the actual desire to share my life with someone else. I was joking with my sister that my ideal relationship would be one where he lived in another state, and we would talk everyday and see each other regularly, but he wouldn't actually have to upset the balance of my life. For all the complaining I did in my mid-twenties about men, it turns out that I've carved out a pretty satisfying life without one and I am alternately terrified/exhausted when I think about trying to live with one. Can't I just hang out with one, sleep with him when I want to, and go about my own life the rest of the time? As Katherine Hepburn once said, "Sometimes I wonder if men and women really suit each other. Perhaps they should live next door and just visit now and then."