i long for the days i wake up next to you
to watch your ruffled hair sway to the
rhythm of the wind
to stare into your
dreamy eyes
to hold your face in my hands
to lightly caress them
as a smile curls on your lips
i long for the days you make me breakfast
or at least try to
and sip iced milo with me
while telling me lame jokes
i laugh at anyway, because
i love you
i long for the days you come back home tired
angry and moody
and i'll make you your favourite meal
pamper you with your favourite things
kiss your forehead and hold your hand
telling you this is another storm you'll brace through
i long for the days you ask me why i love you
just to feel good about yourself
and i'll tell you all the things you want to hear
i'll do anything to make sure you know
how beautiful you are to me
i long for the days we'll play with our kids
go for their soccer matches
cheering them on like any loving parents would
buying them all they want
cuddling them in our bed
smiling at the thought of
having it all.
i long for the day you and i realise
that all that happened
meant something
how everything pointed to you
and everything pointed to me
how we were meant to have this life
together,
ever since we were kids
silly and young
yet to comprehend the meaning of
fate
i long for the lifetime of knowing
i was always yours,
and you were
always mine.
not exactly written about a particular person, but a generally concept of what an ideal future would look like