The Distance

All I want is a space of our own. A place lit by sunlight and full of life and laughter. I want to run and play. I want to be a child with you- want to be free.

We’ve imagined it before. In dorm rooms and hotel rooms. Playing house and pretending things were simple. It’s bliss.

I want you and me. I want to see you every morning and every night. I want to laugh with you, cry with you, love with you- learn, fly, fall, grow with you. I want summer to open up the doors for us to run away- to be new again and untouched by the things that have marked us. Then again, that’s the rose colored hue on life. It isn’t reality. And the truth is I love us just as we are.

And at the end of the day, I am perfectly content lying on the living room floor, hair wet from swimming, something cooking in the oven and laughing as we talk about new adventures to come. Because love is what can make us feel free.

I’ve loved you in a high school classroom, stuck in traffic, star gazing in a park, on a college bench at 2 in the morning when the scary realities settle in, and over the phone as we needed one another. I’ve loved you in whispers across pillow cases and twirls in the kitchen as you hum.

I’ll love you always. And sometimes I want that to consume reality so that everything else slips away maybe just for a brief moment- and sometimes I let it.