I want to wake up next to you for the rest of my life. I want to kiss you before you go to the gym. I want to kiss you when you get home from the gym. I want to kiss you goodbye before we go about our days.

I want to kiss you when we both get home. I want to kiss you before we go to sleep at night. I want to kiss you on the weekends, at lawn concerts, at bbqs, when you come inside for a snack and a drink of water after mowing the lawn.

I want to introduce you to my family and watch them fall in love with you. I want you to be a positive male role model for my darling baby brother. Oh, and did I mention how much I want to kiss you?

I want to continue our practice of talking on the phone as we commute to and from work. Maybe not every, and maybe not each way, but many days, at least one way. Or maybe both ways some days. I don’t know anything except that I want to be with you and that I want to be with you and that I want to be with you when I’m with you.

I want to be a good woman and I want you to be a good man and I want to be good together. Good to each other. Good for each other. I want to make the sweetest love. I to be your intimate buddy. I want to be two Texans in love.