Love
If I had to wake up tomorrow and write about love, I’d write about you.
How when we were on the bus on our first date I had tried to keep up the topic of pizza because I felt engaged by your presence and I honestly could have just sat there and listened to you talk all night about how much you love pepperoni pizza
How tipsy I got after my first couple of tequila shots, I was pretty embarrassed. My cheeks were flushed and I blamed the alcohol but it was you who made me feel warm inside and out.
How badly I wanted to kiss you, you were talking about some band outside of the Palomino and I think it was the liquor in me but I thought “fuck it” and I leaned in and kissed you. Honestly probably my second best decision after agreeing to go on that date with you because you kissed me back and I’m pretty sure my heart shit it’s pants. You smiled after and again, I don’t know if it was the tequila or not, but I felt warm feeling spread through my body and it reached up and touched my the skin on my cheeks and I smiled and looked down and away.
How you held me in my bed that night and for once I felt safe enough to fall asleep before you did without worrying about something happening to me since I was pretty drunk. You just held me in your arms as I quickly drifted off to sleep.
If I had to wake up tomorrow and write about love, I’d write about you.
I’d write about how sometimes when I wake up beside you in bed in the morning I just sit there and look at you sleeping peacefully, your snores are sometimes loud but I still find it cute.
How when the first time you told me that you loved me while on the phone how wide I smiled and how hard my heart was beating out of my chest. I was so shocked when you told me that, I couldn’t believe that you felt the same way as I did. It felt surreal to me.
How no matter how broken or unlovable I feel I am you prove me wrong by being patient and telling me that you love me no matter what.
How you singlehandedly destroyed any chance for me to ever feel lonely or worthless ever again without you being there to reassure me that I am worthy and that you do care.
How warm my heart feels when you kiss my forehead or when you kiss my hand when you’re driving.
How special you make me feel and how I would do anything to spend the rest of my life with you.
How you made me feel like there was hope for my future. Having you beside me through all of life’s bullshit would make it worth it cause in the end, I’d have you to come home too.
If I had to wake up tomorrow and write about love, I’d write about you because when I think of the word love, I think about how you make me feel and how much you mean to me. You’re the lighthouse that guides me through even the most stormiest of seas. You’re the Jack to my Sally, and most importantly you’re the love of my life.
Because If I had to wake up tomorrow and write about you, I’d write about love.
