if i could write the perfect love story this is how it would go.
you are the right person at the right time; meaning that there is no waiting or apologies for things that never should have happened in the first place. when we fall, we fall harder than a glass hitting the floor. except we do not shatter and there is no mess to clean up. you sweep me off my feet with your patience and your drive and i sweep you off yours with my kindness and my humor. we laugh for hours, over nothing and everything and we make inside jokes that we will tell our kids about in the future. when we kiss it is a cosmic event, the birth of a million universes just like this one. we write each other love poems and let our tears spill into our glasses of wine when we realize what a relief it is to have finally found each other. i hold your hand while i’m driving and you give me that look from the passenger seat, the one where your eyes turn into an ocean of love that i want so badly to dive into. i fall for you smile and how good it looks when i’m the reason behind it. i fall even harder for the way you turn my freckles on my face into a constellation that only you can touch. i can handle your wild singing and you can handle my constant sass. you playfully make fun of me for only wanting to use the small utensils, because the big ones just don’t fit in my mouth quite the same. Yet you still bring me a little spoon every time we eat. you never get annoyed by the amount that i clean and you remind me to be easy on myself on the days where doing so feels impossible. we make enough memories to fill a thousand books and when we’re old we will sit down together to write a novel about what it was like to fall so madly in love without ever falling apart.
