I want a honey moon phase type love.

Where I'm so nervous to see you and I'm so nervous when I'm around you but its still the best **** part of my day.

I want to catch you staring at me, but you quickly look away, and I'm thinking..."Wait, was just this ***** just looking at me...or am I tripping?"

I want to, get dressed up really cute for when I see you today, and have exactly what I'm going to say planned, out but stutter anyways.

I want a type of love when I admit to all of my friends how much I like you and I feel a weight lift off of me from carrying around the burden that is loving you in private.

And I want to love on you in private. I want to, sneak away and make out with you under the stairs, and get really quiet and and stand really still when we hear someone coming through the back door, but you keep trying to kiss on me anyways.

And I want to, ask you what time your lunch break is even though I already know, so I can ask you to grab some Starbucks with me. But really, because you used to work there and you know the menu a lot better than me, and like, I really want what I'm drinking to taste good because, like, five bucks is SOOO much for one stupid coffee. And what's up with Starbucks anyways. They're like a billion dollar business and I can't even get an extra pump of Carmel for free, like why would I-
sorry...
...Anyways!

I want a love where we can just ride and listen to 90's R&B; and it be the most relaxing part of our days, even though we don't really know where we're going.

I want to steal all of your hoodies to sleep in just because they smell like you, even though my covers are drenched in your scent and I'm lying under you already.

And I want that type of love where you send me flowers, and surprise me with my favorite foods for lunch. And all the girls at my job say we're so cute, but some of them have stank faces on...cause you know.
******* be hating.

And I want all your boys to love me, but really can't stand my *** because I be tripping when you go out because I just wanna have you all to myself.

And I want you to get all tight when you see someone looking at me in public, and you want to knock him out but you don't because you were raised better than that.

And I want that type of love to where I can show you this poem and you laugh and then **** me because it was cute and funny but it still kind of turned you on.

**I want that kind of love that is all you.
And nothing else.