To want is a wonderful thing. I had nearly forgotten what it was like to want something, anything, as I now want you. In fact, I'm not certain I've ever felt such longing…the type of longing that enthralls and distracts, occupying every moment, and right now, I long for everything: to touch the hands that write the words that make me smile so…it is a necessity, and I can only imagine what it would take to make me let them go; to look into your eyes, those at which once I could hardly bring myself to glance…it would be to wander through our favorite purple cosmos, and I would never want to look away again; to kiss the lips that swear they might be mine…a blessing…as cherished, as revered, as divine.
So it is that all I want is all of you. Days like these make me wish that to want was to have…but I know I cannot have these things, at least not now. They are not my hands to hold…my eyes to become lost in…my lips to kiss. Yet, here I sit, smiling, happy and full, for I am not a religious man, but I have faith in you and in us. Therefore, let my faith carry me headlong into the abyssal unknown that is tomorrow that I might not need to want anymore.
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