Formula Of Space

It's like a shop that opens and closes at a certain hour.

Others call it personal space.

I have little of that, voluntarily and heartily gave it up because I have a much better way of spending so much personal space for other means. Like how? Like showing you how I feel. Like loving you.

I have committed and dedicated that big portion of personal space and time to you. And it starts when I wake up or anytime I am interrupted from my sleep.
 

I have come to learn that my definition of personal space is not necessarily the same as yours. I have to wait. 

Wait for you to warm up. Otherwise, I will be treated differently. Or worse, be scolded because of my approach when I don't mean any harm at all. 

I realize that I do not want to redefine my meaning of personal space. I want to keep you here with me. Sharing my time - all of the seconds that run a minute and the hours that complete a day. Because without you, my space is not unique; it becomes lonely.

So I will wait until you see that my space is also yours, on top of what you already have. I will be quiet when you tick like a bomb that is about to explode and remain the same childlike partner, friend, lover and spouse that you already know.

I will wait outside as patiently as I can until you open your shop and let me in with a smile.