I wish you could be inside my head when I hold you in my arms, when we kiss. When I smell you. When I see you struggling for the right words to say across the table from me. When you make me promise to never forget that little cafe tonight, with those twinkling lights. Like I ever could.
God help me …I want this. I want an us. Through good & bad, and uncertainty and shitty tapes running in my head and tears and laughter. Oh, yes, so much laughter. I want to fall asleep with you inside of me and wake up in the night with you growing again, still inside. And then fall asleep again. To wake with you and look down and not be able to tell who’s who. Too much, too soon? I can’t help myself. I don’t want to.
Wherever you are, is where I want to be. To cry tears of fucking joy that God blessed us with this. I don’t care, I don’t care, I only see you. I’m blind.
You make me want to be a better man too… a man immortal so we can explore every inch of the world and then move on to other worlds not yet know. Forever and Ever. Forever, wherever you are. That’s where I want to be.
I’m not letting go. I’m not.