I love this closeness between us. I pine for every one of her kisses. I’d spend my days driving the coastline with my love beside me. An infinite dark sky with stars because she reminds me of the moon. Moments spent with her can never come soon enough. To watch our love grow between white sheets and wine, from strangers to she-is-mine. To be young and wild, then to blossom together into old age. If I could write all my love for her between these lines, it would fill every page.
