I Want...I want to cuddle up beside you on the couch and tell you about my day, let you tell me about yours.
I want to watch movies with you and play video games with you and be a complete goofball with you.
I want to have pillow-fights and tickle-fights and wrestle around on the floor like puppies; then kiss you long and slow, make love with you in every room in every way.
I want to lay still and listen to your heart beat.
I want to map out every inch of your skin with my fingertips and tongue, memorize every taste and texture, every bend and dip and shape and angle.
I want you to be mine completely, and I want to be yours just as completely.
I want to wrap myself up in your clothes or bury my face in your pillow and just inhale the scent of you.
I want to wrap my arms around you and cling like I never plan to let go.
I want to hold your hand in public, show you off.
I want to tell you my every longing and secret and belief and hear yours in return, each of us knowing that nothing we say will make the other love us less.
I want to snuggle myself as close as I possibly can to you, entwine my legs with yours, and listen to the wind howl on a cold winter night, knowing I am safe and warm.
I want to come to you with my tears, feel your fingers gently wipe them away, feel your arms around me. I want to be there for you if you ever need the same comforts.
I want to love, and to know that I am loved.
I want to know who you are, and where you are, and when we will finally meet.