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