I wanna curl up on the couch next to you, both doing our own things, but feeling your warmth.
I want you to hold me while I sleep. Protect me when I'm most vulnerable.
I wanna fight you over what to spend our money on or what color the wall should be. I want to physically fight you. Feel your body on mine as you pin me down on the floor, laughing at me trying to get free.
I want to wear your clothes because they're comfy and I'm cold.
I wanna look at you in the middle of the night when I can't sleep and your hair is all messed up, but you're so perfect.
I want your hand cupping my face as you tell me I'm beautiful and kiss me.
I wanna see you smiling on a summer day with sweat on your face, but so satisfied by the progress you made.
I wanna hold you while your insides rage with anger and your eyes are filled with sadness.
I want my hands all over you.
I want to run around the house, screaming, while you try to catch me.
I want my stomach to hurt because of all the lame jokes and my heart to race because of all our adventures.
I want you to read this and want the same.