No puedo vivir sin ti.
I can't live without you.
I can't breathe, nor can I survive. I don't want to. So it's just as well that I can't, isn't it? It is, I'll answer the question for you. It is just as well. Oh, how I love you, Jane. Oh how I can't get away from the fact that out of all the things that have happened. I love you. It's just as well that I can't get away, because I don't want to. I love your beauty. I love your grace. I love you. I love you no matter what you do. I love, I love, I love the feeling that you give me. I love, I love, I love how I can barely seem to breathe. I like the feeling of losing my breath because of you. It reminds me of how much I love you and of the fact that I can't, won't and don't want to stop loving you. I love you so so so so so SO SO SO much. I can't measure it. It's immeasurable. I broke the earthly scale and the heavenly scale. God himself would have to measure my love for you.
I need you. I need, I need, I need the security that you give me. I need, I need, I need the breath in your lungs. I need you forever and ever. There will never be anyone else for me but you. Which is why I'm so grateful, I'm so. I'm so ecstatic at the thought that you need me too. Baby, it's fact. Baby, the words that I just said are all true, you should know; you should know that I really do need you and that every day I live knowing that i have you makes me stronger. I can't stop needing you, because a necessity is something that one can't live without. The need for air, water or food will never go away and, respectively, my need for you falls into the same exact category in that I will never stop needing you and I will never want to stop.
I want you. I want you so badly. I want you in my arms, against my chest. I want your tongue in my mouth and your body pressed against mine. I want to tell you that I love you and close my eyes and listen to you tell me "I love you too". I want to be with you for the rest of my life. I want. I want to hold your hand in public and introduce you to people as Jane, My wife. Jane Attwood. That's my goal in life. That's all I REALLY want. Is to change your last name to be my last name. To stay up all night after a bad day and hush you and hold you and tell you how much you mean to me. To smell your hair as I lay down to sleep every night and kiss your head and simply say "I love you, babe", close my eyes and sleep. This is all I want. This is all I need and you have all my love.
:) I take it things are doing better between yourself and Jane?
ReplyDeleteThis was a beautiful post. Easily the most beautiful things I've read in a long long time. But I'm still a bit curious as to what's been going on lately...
worried about you is more like it. Perhaps you could write a post explaining things a little bit?