I'll wait

I’ll wait for the day you’ll make me coffee in the morning. You’ll fill my glass with the fresh juice on breakfast table, asking for suggestions about lunch. We’ll talk about how to raise our kids, we’ll talk about importance of education, we’ll talk about politics, we’ll talk about science, we’ll talk about every single thing in the universe. I’ll tell you how gorgeous your smile is making you blink twice trying to suppress your smile by pressing your teeth around your lower lip, turning your cheeks pink, turning your lips redder.

I’ll wait for the day, you’ll be lying next to me on the bed, facing me while the moonlight from front window dances over your face. I’ll stare, stare for long at your big dancing eyes. I’ll kiss you below your left ear, forcing you to push me back for a second and then placing your head over my chest, enjoying every single heartbeat of mine, the heartbeat that increases every single time you touch me, every single time I touch you, every single time we touch each other, every single time I think of you, every single time you think of me. I’ll wait for the day, I’ll no longer be staggering around in fantasy world

I’ll wait for your cheeks to stop glowing. I’ll wait for the silver color to spread across your black shining hair. I’ll wait for your flesh to lower its charm. I’ll wait for the day, you’ll no longer be praised by poets, no longer be stalked by passer byes, no longer be fantasized by young lovers. I’ll wait for the day, you’ll no longer have options, you’ll no longer share your breaths with anyone, you’ll no longer walk around arrogantly.

For, that is the day you’ll realize the true one, one who fell for you, one who praised you, not for your beauty but for what you are, the true you, the inner you…. Your soul. One who cares for nothing but your presence, but your smile, but holding your hand wandering barefooted in lawn, staring blinking stars in starry nights, until they turn red, until they turn blue, until they vanish.

I’ll wait for the moon to turn red, or stars to vanish away, or the Sun to burn no more. I’ll wait for the day, I’ll exhale my last sigh, wrapped into your arms, making you cry for the very first time in your life, tasting your tears, inhaling your scent, departing to an unseen journey.

I’ll wait for the day that’ll never arrive.

I’ll wait for the day, I’ll no more fantasize about you.