There are so many things I want to tell you,
To experience with you,
To show you.
But at the same time,
I fear it all.
What if all I want won't come true?
What if, even if we commit to it all, we run out of time?
Or worse.
We have enough time, yet let it pass by without making the most of it?
Without fully cherishing all the moments we have?
All the little quirks that make us us.
What if we become just one of those people who let the life pass them by,
Instead of letting the life happen to us,
In all its weirdness and glory?
What if I loose you tomorrow,
Without you really knowing how I feel,
How much I admire you,
How much I love you?
What if I never get to see you grow into the person you are meant to be,
To see you blossom in your whole might?
What if I never get the chance to see how my love for you will grow and transform through time?
What if I never get the chance to grow old with you in our little forest house by the lake?
What if...
...
There are so many wishes and aspirations,
And equally as many what ifs,
The biggest one remaining,
What if, no matter how hard I try, my dream never becomes a reality?
Will you help me make it into one?
Will you commit to never stop trying,
Even if trying is all there is?
Will you choose me,
Choose us over and over again,
And allow me to do the same,
Never taking anything we do, have, or are for granted?
Will you be my one?
Not THE one, but MY one?
The one I call home.
The one I grow with.
The one that grows with me,
The one I lie next to every single night and never get tired of?
Will you be the one I keep on returning to, no matter how far into the world I venture.
Will you?
...
With my whole body and soul I hope you will.