I Want it All

Babe…

I love that we've gone from depending on fate to bring us together, those roll-of-the-dice chance encounters while out for walks… to having concerts and camping trips and the other things, all penned in on our calendars. I love every second I spend with you, look forward to each event like a kid in December, every single time. It is amazing. I couldn't have dreamed of getting to spend so much time with you just a year ago…

But, darling…

It's not enough.

And it won't be. It could never be, not until you're coming home from the shows with me. Until I can hold you and kiss you and just get lost in your eyes over a nightcap (with or without alcohol). Until you've spent enough time in my home that the cat curls up on your lap instead of hiding under the bed. Until I get to talk with you, alone, every single day. God, you have no idea how much I dream of just talking to you…

I know I'm obsessed with “doing it right,” and you're a stickler for the rules, but sometimes… sometimes…

I want it all, babe. I want it all, and I want it now.

sigh

I know, I know. But, hey… a week and half from now, and we'll be camping! And you know I love that. And I know you do, too. And one day, you and me? We will camp together, just the two of us.

And it will be wonderful.

Love you, beautiful. You make my world go ‘round.

Yours,
Me