I crave a love where dreams are not broken rather renewed and built, I want a love where I could lay beside you not uttering a single word yet till feel content. One where words are not needed to feel connected but stare into each other eyes in silence for hours and basking in each others presence. A love where happiness and joy is abundance and conflict is that slimy rag that we avoid so consistently. A love where trust and understanding is the key word. One where corrections are being made and there are changes. One where we compete to say I’m sorry to each other because out love is stronger than the anger. One where I LOVE YOU is said every single minute yet still leaves goosebumps each time. One where kisses never stop awakening butterflies and our hands can’t seem to want to leave our bodies. One where memories are created each day and we’ve both found a future in ourselves. A love that can never die. Call me a hopeless romantic but I want a love that feels like me cut into two.