The excitement and anticipation is
Killing me
Killing me in a wonderful, fantastic way
In a way that I’d want to die
In your arms
In that security
But not before I see you
Before I cook for you
Dance with you
Stand up and say I do

Not before we fight and makeup
Wake up in each others’ arms again
Grocery shop and maybe even
Hit rock bottom only to find
Our love again.

Because our love
Is the only love
I want to love.

When we get old
It will sustain us
And when we die
They will say
At least they loved
And loved again.