I want to wake up eager to talk to you and plan our day. And if I can't see you, make it clear I'll think of you anyway.
I want to greet you with affection and shake off the routine. And if surrounded by crowds, be so into each other they're completely unseen.
I want to value who you are and encourage who you wish to become. And if ever I fail at this, trust you will give me a swift kick to the bum.
I want to sit across from you and discuss philosophy. And if we find we disagree, laugh knowing neither of us takes it personally.
I want you to reach for me and find my hand already headed to your waist. And if on opposite sides of the room, feel the lingering effect of that embrace.
I want to walk the bounds of our passions and live without regret. And if change proves stronger than our intimacy, work to strengthen our safety net.
All these things probably sound pretty great, but before you take the bait, there's much more you need to appreciate.
The admiration you feel at first will give way, you might even suggest I'm gay, when really it's your insecurities on display.
The intrigue you feel at first will wain, you might even suggest I'm insane, when really it's just you who's too plain.
The respect you feel at first will disappear, you might even suggest I just need a beer, when really it's maturity that you fear.
I could go on, but maybe my naysaying comes from relationships gone wrong. Maybe the odds can overcome my standards so strong.
Out of a billion or so there must be a handful created, able to read between the lines of what I've intimated, and should I ever meet one, I'd be elated.
She'd know who she is and what she wants, communicating her desires without taunts, and her happiness, disappointment never daunts.
But the chances are slim thanks to factors beyond distance, and the universe won't bow to my whim no matter my insistence.
Such a shame for all my love to go to waste though, sitting here, feeling like my own foe. Guess what I'm tryna say is, I just want to know...
Can I take you on a date? Not that it's loneliness we need to sate, but because there's no sense living in wait, when at some point it will be too late.
I'll admit, stupid mistakes, I've made a few, but the pain I've caused I can't undo, only ensure my harmful habits don't ensue.
That being said, about these you can be sure, I'll be a gentleman and our moment will be pure, thanks to all I've had to endure.