One day, we will wake up together in the mornings. We will go to bed together at night. I will make you little presents and give you whatever you will accept. We can dance together. Make love together. Kiss. Run around naked in the middle of the afternoon. I can make you whatever weird food you feel like having. Even going grocery shopping with you sounds like a dream and historically I have loathed the very concept. We can grow our own produce. Whatever you want, that is what I will give you. Nothing less.
Good night, my love. I hope I see you in my dreams tonight.