February 24th

I want to feel something.

I want to feel my stomach squeeze, my heart pound, my head rouse.

I want you to feel it, I want you to see it, to see that I like you, to see that I want you.

I want to think of you after we say goodbye.

I want to picture you on your way home.

I want to imagine our future encounters.

I don't want to wait more than a day before seeing you again.

I want to think of you all the time, each and every day.

I want to be able to tell you and not keep these words for me.

I don't want you te be scared, to be afraid of me, of how fond of you I am, of my smile way too large, of my eyes which sparkle as soon as I see you.

I don't want you to be scared of our nascent feelings.

I want a serene future, however it might look like.

I want your temper.

I want your sweet and spicy flavor.

I want your smell on my sheets, my cushions, my hair and my skin.

I want to preserve it so that it will bring me back to you anytime I'll miss you.

I want you to be here, always, even when your body travels, sleeps or works.

I want to recognize you in every face I come across.

I don't want to see anyone but you, I only want to have eyes for you.

I want you to prevent me from sleeping, from thinking.

I want you to inspire me.

I want you to impose yourself.

I want you to dare !

I want to be as brave as you.

I want to try it all.

I want to feel safe in your arms despite all my fears and all my doubts.

I want to be sure of nothing but you.

I don't want to know what's ahead for us.

I want to trust you blindly.

I want to surrender myself, to give myself over to you.

I want you to be proud.

I want you to be beautiful.

I want to make you sublime with my dazzled eyes.

I want you to be grateful, to be aware of how lucky you are, of everything I do and want to do for you.

I'll always find new ways to please you.

I'll prove it to you.

If I don't have the words, I'll show you.

And you'll know how much I love you and want to love you with all my heart.