I don’t want to just have sex with you.
If I could spend my time with you just to hold you or be near you would suffice.
I want to hold your hand.
I want to wipe your tears.
I want to be there for the good times.
And the bad.
I want to watch the sun go down with you.
I want to drive you to your doctor’s appointments.
I want to see you smile when you look at me.
I want to rub your feet.
I want to make you happy.
I want to bring you soup when your sick.
I want to run you a bath when you’ve had a long day at work.
I want to kiss you on the forehead when you’re sleeping.
I want to be happy with you.
You make my heart beat so fast when you come in a room.
My mouth gets dry and wet from being nervous and the anticipation all at the same time.
I want you to know who I truly am.
I want to run my fingers over your scars and appreciate every part of your body.
I want to love you along with all of your faults because they make you who you are and not love you in spite of them.
I want you.