SuddenlySusy

Monday, September 18, 2006

What I Want

A few years ago I went to my doctors office and while I was there I had a moment of clarity thanks to another patient there. I saw my doctor and when my appointment was done I came out into the waiting room and there was an old Italian couple there. The husband looked at me and said "do you want to see me kiss my wife who I have been married to for over 50 years" I said "sure knock her socks off" So he kissed her a quick little peck on the lips which she accepted while belly laughing. She then looked at me and said "he's crazy" I smiled and replied "crazy??? He still want to kiss you after 50 years lady you have no idea how lucky you are"

In that exact moment I realized that is what I want. I want to be one of those old couples you see walking down the street still holding hands looking still as much in love as they were the day the got married.

I want to be with someone who makes me feel that being with me is easy. Who makes me feel like there is no one and no where else they would rather be. Someone who holds my face in their hand when they kiss me. Someone who I still get butterflies when they kiss me after months and years of being together. Someone who I look at when they are sleeping and think how did I get so lucky to have you choose me. Someone who brings me flowers not because they made a mistake not because it's Valentines day or my birthday but just because. Someone who I think about before I fall asleep at night and someone who is the first thought when I wake up in the morning. Someone who if I have a bad dream and need to call them at 3:00 am stays awake with me until the bad dream is gone and I can fall back asleep. Someone who is proud to walk with me down the street and hold my hand showing the whole world he is mine.

Seems like kind of a long list when I write it out call me greedy but I want it all.

1 Comments:

  • At 9:42 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    I don't think your asking for alot...i think what you've posted is just the bare minimum.

    Teresa

     

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