A Romance Yet Unwritten

I want you to be the first thing I see when I wake up and stumble for my glasses.

I want you to be the last thing I see before I close my eyes and then dream of you.

I want you to be the person I share my inner most desires, secrets and thoughts with.

I want you to be the person I go to for advice in times of good and bad.

I want you to be the person I immediately call when things are so amazing I feel like I’ve won the lotto and am about to burst with excitement.

I want you to be the person whose shoulder I nuzzle my face into when I cannot stop crying.

I want you to be the person that I want to do absolutely nothing with but sit on the couch and watch TV with, and have it be the best of times.

I want you to be the person that makes everything feel like it’s going to be ok with a simple smile.

I want you to be a part of my everything, but not my everything.

I want you to be my cliché other half, partner in crime and lifelong lover.

I want to be all these things for you.

I don’t have a list of requirements. I don’t have a physical description of what you must look like. I don’t care where you are from. You can practice whatever religion you like. I just look forward to falling so in love with you, I forget that you weren’t always a part of my life, my heart, my soul.

I don’t know who you are yet, but I know you’re out there somewhere. A stranger destined to me, and I to you through the stars. A person that happened to sit next to me at the bar, on the subway or at a café, and for some reason we couldn’t help but allow the universal energies to make us connect. A serendipitous story. Our tale’s beginning. 

I look forward to our first encounter when we can’t stop looking at each other. Catching each other’s eyes and looking away out of childish embarrassment.  Blushing like babies. Drifting away from the surrounding world and swimming in your eyes. Watching how your lips move as you speak in a way that is truly you. Discovering what makes you you with every nuance I uncover. Breathing in your beauty both inside and out. Feeling that intense excited nervousness as our faces come closer and closer, eyes closing, breathing heightened as we are about to have our first last kiss. Our lips lock exploding millions of nerve endings letting us both know that this is your someone. Fingers intertwined, hearts racing and thoughts on nothing but how right this feels.

I look forward to telling this story to our friends and families at our wedding. I can’t wait to tell you how I knew you were the one the second I saw you. Love at first sight. How you made me feel something I had never felt before. How you made all of “it” make sense.

Until then I will remain the hopeless romantic. The dreamer. The person that believes as long as you can imagine “it,” it will be yours for the taking. The believer in love and the powers it can unearth in two people.

Until then I’ll see you around.

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Posted on January 31, 2014 .