I woke up last night wanting you.
Wanting your touch, your voice, your lips, your mind, I wanted you in lust, and I wanted you in love.
I just wanted you.
You can’t possibly hate me as much as I hate myself for doing this to you.
And when your lips met mine, I knew that I could live to be a hundred and visit every country in the world, but nothing would ever compare to that single moment when I first kissed the person of my dreams and knew that my love would last forever.