I want it.
I want mornings with my phone full of your text messages saying, “Hi. Good morning. :)” with your cheesy smileys and heart emojis. I want the two of us bickering on the street, rolling our eyes at each other and hiding our smiles, with our fingers laced together between us. I want to sit next to you, sharing earphones and listening to your playlist on repeat, the two of us singing along with our off-key voices breaking with laughter. I want coffee dates and staying in at home. I want adventures and new places and new things, as long as you’re there with me.
I want rainy days with you sleeping next to me as I read my books. I want cold nights and warm blankets around us, your body fitting nicely against mine. I want sad days that gradually become better as you hold me and just let me breathe. I want days when you don’t feel as happy as you usually are and I can hold you in return. I want your brown eyes and your low laughs, your calloused hands and your strong shoulders. I want your silly jokes and dry sarcasm and the sincerity I fell in love with. I want all of it.
I want us.
— what do you want?