Wish

It's me again, feeling a bit conflicted. Sometimes I see you besides me, being the wonderful human you are, and simply think to myself 'am I doing this right? Am I loving you enough, but not to be too much of a sap?'

I mean.. I don't know if you have already noticed, but i'm running out of subtle ways to tell you how much I adore you without being so hopeless and obvious.

I'm afraid that if I keep standing besides you, you'll notice how I smile a little bit too dreamy when you talk about the things you love.

That with every oportunity I have to kiss you my lips tend to linger a bit more, as if silently longing to have the time and space to consume every inch of your beautiful body.  

That even if I wish for you to be free to roam the hearts of whoever you want to, deep inside the sole thought of it saddens me greatly. It's not fair to be selfish with something as pure as love- something as pure as you. But I have to be honest with myself, sometimes it happens.

..but then when I overthink too much about this with you dangerously near me, you tend to always note my distraction (ever the observant) so you shake me up a bit from my thoughts with a reassuring hug. I believe you can read my mind at this point in our relationship because you craddle my soul softly with the most loving gaze: your eyes speak to me in silent wonder, in unstoppable waves of adoration coming after me, and god do I love them so much when I am your whole universe for that single minute.. and then and there I know that yes: I am enough for you.

But that single moment could not be compared to the feelings I get when you start humming a love song out of nowhere near my ear. I feel like that's a sign: 'don't be subtle. Be yourself, be as adoring and loud as you want to be with our love'.

Our love.

And that's when it hits me harder; I always thought that wishing upon stars would never grant me my most selfish desire, but here I am. Already living the loveliest of fairytales with you in the shape of a waltz under the moonlight, with your voice as our melody and my thumping heart as the orchestra.