I want to share my life with him.
To live together under one roof as one family.
Just as it should be.
I want to lay in bed with him and read. Or pay bills. Or watch Sports Center. Or listen to music. Or in a moment of complete and utter silence, listen to the rhythm of his heart and the stillness of his breath.
I want the complication riddled with simplicity.
I want the laughing, the loving, the learning, the growing.
I want the fire of the fight and the passion of making up.
I want to live and grow with him...with us...with we...
Am I a fool?
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