i look into your eyes and i see a future. i hear your boots up the front stairs and the door opening when you come home after a long day’s work. i can see romantic meals with candles and red wine even if i don’t like the taste, because you do. i look into your eyes and i see my future, filled with spontaneity and love because you never fail to provide me with both. i lay here now, in your arms, and i know this is where i belong. you are the sun rising on the horizon as we watch from our front porch with wrinkles around our eyes.
j.e.b. (( the future is much less scary with you in it. ))















