I Wanted to Love You
I wanted to wake up with you and stay in bed all day, skip lunch and dinner and wake up again still connected in the morning.
I wanted to scream at the top of our lungs at each other and then laugh at how irrational we sounded and have make-up sex authentically in the ocean.
I wanted to dress for a party together and rip each other’s clothes off because we couldn’t wait until after dinner.
I wanted to hold you and wipe away your tears when you were feeling helpless and lost.
I wanted to wake you up in the middle of the night because I couldn’t wait until morning to touch you again and again and again.
I wanted to listen to you sing in the shower when you were feeling happy and hopeful.
I wanted to kiss every inch of you until I could feel all your doubt leave your body.
I wanted you to lean down and kiss me before you left for work in the morning and then sneak over to your side of the bed to curl into your scent.
I wanted you to hold my face in your hands while you caressed my eyes with yours and expressed your love.
I wanted to wash your body in the shower and become so excited that I had to take you in my mouth before you took me.
I wanted to wake myself up in the middle of the night just to look at you and watch you while you dreamed.
I wanted to make passionate love with you and then look down to watch our bodies slowly peel away from each other when we parted.
I wanted you to take an unplanned day off work to do nothing but sit in silence together.
I wanted you to teach me how to touch your heart, your body and your soul again and again and forever.
I wanted to love you, but I never found you.