As time goes by

I wonder if a love so complete exists that all other desires evaporate?

That you can find someone who can sit quietly with you, who will hold your hand, even if you don't want to say anything.

Someone with whom to wrap up in a blanket and listen to music, or to read books.

Someone to walk with in the night, along way; and listen to the darkness and watch scenes pass you by.

Someone with whom to pass an evening conversing feels like the best way to spend your time.

Someone who cares what thoughts you have brewed in your alone time.

Someone with whom sleeping next to feels like comfort.

Someone who you can trust to share everything.

Is it possible?