Don’t you know that my heart aches for you?
For the way you smile,
For the way you dress,
For the way you hold yourself in a chair,
So gallantly,
So arrogantly,
So nonchalantly?
Don’t you know that my eyes ache to see you?
To spy the drink you choose,
To watch you lift it to your lips,
To see you shift in your chair uncomfortably,
To watch you laugh mirthfully at yourself,
At me?
Don’t you know that my ears pine to hear you?
To find the timbre of your voice sink deep within my stomach,
To listen for all of the things you say that make no sense, and so much,
To hear your body speak so loudly in all of your small movements,
To wait for the silence of your breath as you hold me close to you?
Don’t you know how much I see in everything you do?
Don’t you know how very deeply I love everything in you?
I ache for your unkindness, even when it hurts.
I ache for your sweetness, spilling meaningless promises upon me.
I pine for your lips to come anywhere in my vicinity.
I ache for your breath, for your taste, for your fingers, for your skin…
I long for your responses, so immediate, so intense, so deep, to my every word and touch…
And yet, I would love nothing more than to watch you, forever, in your nativity…
To pine for you forever…
And find, one day, again, your thoughtful gaze upon me,
Knowing I was watching you.