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By deevaa Date: 2001 Jun 24 Comment on this Work [[2001.06.24.18.38.1650]] |
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I didn't want to get out of bed this morning and hit the snooze button twice before actually crawling out of my warm, snug cocoon When I hit the snooze button, I didn't go back to sleep. I lay in the dark and imagined what it would be like when he is here with me. Not for a few days or a few weeks but forever. What it will be like to wake up encased by his warmth, share his strength, be part of a team, I hope he continues to spoil me, and treat me with love. I want him to hold me and whisper to me in the dark. I want him to slip the ring onto my finger and ask me to marry him - officially. On the record. For keeps. I love him. We fit. We share the same dreams, hope the same hopes and believe in love. There was a couple at the restaurant we ate lunch at once, they looked only a few years shy of 90. She was bent over and fragile, his dark hair had long since turned white, their faces wore the creases thousands of smiles and tears and days filled with laughter and dreams, and maybe nights filled with the heartache of being apart, but in their eyes, the love shined. He leaned close to me and whispered "I want us to be like them in 50 years time." I believed him. I believe in that old couple. I believe in him. |