Wants

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I know you're not property, but I want to call you mine.
I know I'm not someone you need, but I want to be someone you want.
I know we don't live anywhere near each other, but I want to run away with you.
I want to see your eyes spark with life when we explore together.
When we just sit in the comfortable silence of the simple day.

I know it could never mean as much to you, but it would mean the space to me. Yes, that big, that much.
Other days I want to feel your soft, pale skin against mine. I want to wrap my arms around your small waist and whisper sweet everythings to you, because that's what you are to me. I want to sing you songs and right all your wrongs. I want to be cheesy and romantic like the movies.

I also want to be rough and hold you close. Behind closed doors no one will dare ask what we do, they know that a bond like ours is too strong to be wrong. I want at least one of our beds to grow weak and creak. I want at least one of my favorite pairs of clothes you wear to get ruined. I want us to intertwine and be one.

I have so many wants and not one of them is as great as the want to just see you smile at me. I just want so much, and I yearn for your touch, telling me that it's real. Here and now is where I am. There and then is where we could be.

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