desire

 The desire for your arms consumes my days. The desire to see you reminds me of our old times. The desire of having you makes me happy, makes me fight to be next to you and watch you grow. 

And when the time to see you comes up again, my heart jumps out of my chest looking you in the eyes.

And when it's time to leave, the hugs seem endless but at the same time, the time in your arms seems too little.

And I can’t believe I am like this, I never thought that loving someone was this constant desire to be with that person, I never thought that being this in love would make me much happier and more me.

If before I didn’t know I was in love, even less that I loved you, now I just want to scream to the world that I want you by my side, not having to be worried about justifying moments or love gestures. I desire to be able to hug you, kiss you and be by your side, close to you every time that we can, I want you whole to me. And I know it may seem too much to ask, but that’s all I am asking for. And it may seem very intense, too much, but in truth it is, a lot more than that, but we can make it easier and simpler, together.

And I know that when the time comes and we look deeper into ourselves and realize that the flame is still there, we’ll look back in time and think about what happened. We’ll realize that we are still in love and we’ll make sure to fall deeper and fuller in love with each other.