Magic

Babe…

There really is just something magic about you, you know? Admittedly, I'm a Big Emotion kinda guy (INFP, fwiw). But everything about you, everything I feel about you, every way that I react to you, everything is oversized. When you're hurting, I may not always know what to say, but my heart grows to a million times its usual size, aching to just wrap itself around yours, providing comfort and warmth… When you're joyful, it makes my own heart soar, higher than the clouds, as high as the moon and beyond. And when you wear vertical stripes that seem to follow along your perfect curves even while being loose and flowy, it makes me………

sigh

Babe…

What I feel for you is the very essence of romantic love. I am constantly aching for your presence, to be close to you, to experience true intimacy with you. I want to be vulnerable with you, and I want you to feel safe being vulnerable with me. I want to snuggle up with you, naked beneath the covers, and let my hands idly explore your beautiful body while our minds are connecting about the day, before we drift off to sleep in each other's arms. On some other nights, I want to snuggle up with you, naked beneath the covers, and let my hands explore your beautiful body with an urgency that definitely does not lead to sleep. I want to watch movies with you. I want to have our own little book club of two. I want to remind you that you're beautiful, every single day. I want to thank you for everything that you do, support you when you're discouraged, make sure that you know that you're appreciated. I want to go try that new Turkish restaurant with you. I want to have game nights with you whenever we feel like it. I want to invent the technology to let you download the rules for new games straight to your brain, much like how I plan to learn kung-fu (and lol, I thought that, why-oh-why didn't I say it?!). I want to stay up late with you (and you know I can, even if it isn't my usual mode…), sleep in on a lazy Saturday morning with you (you may not know that I can do that, too, but I can, if you're there in bed next to me…). Wander around the farmer's market with you. Go to Costco with you. Browse that AF store you like with you (I was just there yesterday…). Go to whatever concerts we want, without having to convince anybody else. Make playlists for you (…speaking of, you've mentioned making me a playlist twice, but I have yet to see it… time to start pestering you? lol). I want you to teach me about gardening. Give you encouragement to work on your art. I want to watch you rise, watch you grow, always supporting you in every way you might need. I want to hear you say “Oh, feellikemakinlove2u” in a slightly different tone of voice than you said it the other night. I want to make your entire body go haywire every single chance you give me. Repeatedly, if you're capable. I want to feel your fingertips on my own body.

Good grief, do I ever want you. Need you. You are… Everything.

And I have so much love for you. You have no idea. My love for you is ocean sized. More.

And I am yours.

Love,
Me