Wait for Me

I want you to know that, before we do this, loving me won't be easy.

I want a love like fire. Passion that is fulfilling, gritty, and raw.

When I kiss you, I want you to feel my love deep within the kiss. To feel the passion behind my lips. The desire my body yearns for you. Even the pain we've felt—it will all be there, behind each and every kiss.

I want your knees weak at the slightest touch. I want the goosebumps to rise, the hair on your skin to stand when I slowly run my hands up your neck, or down the trail of your spine.

And when our nights extend deep into the mornings, filled with extravagant, zealous lovemaking, or raunchy, sweat-inducing, heart-stopping sex, I want you to know that I want it all.

And after we've exhausted ourselves, naked afternoon naps will be a requirement. Because whatever it was we had planned to do, well...

It can wait.

As long as it is you lying within my arms, falling asleep in the crook of my body while I twirl strands of your hair through my fingertips, singing you softly to sleep.

The only thing left for me to do is drift off and dream of us.

Know that you will always come first.

But loving me will never be easy.

I'm difficult. I'm not simple-minded. I have dreams, passionate desires that need to be fulfilled. And my love will be my reward—not because it will be perfect, but because it will be everlasting.

My commitment to you is simple:

I'll never stop trying.

And at the end of our journey together, whether it's you or me who departs this beloved life first, I'll look you in the eyes and tell you:

I've loved you for a lifetime.

And it wasn't enough.

So wait for me.

Because I'll be waiting for you, no matter where this life takes us.