I want to hold you close to me and know that your mine I want to brush the hair away from your face as I look into your eyes I want to buy you flowers for no other reason than it’s Monday and I love you.
I want to lay on the couch with you in my arms and argue over what to watch, but in the end know what we watch isn’t important. What’s important is that we are together. And as you watch the screen I want to look at you and know that I’ve never been happier than I am at that moment. And that makes perfect sense because all of my happiest times have been with you.
But I can’t, and with that I will never be fine.