I don’t want to grow old. I want to get to the prime of my beauty and become frozen. I want you to never fall out of love with me- mind soul or body. I don’t want to fall out of love with myself. I want any wrinkle that decides to engrave in my skin to represent this path. The paths that we have created together, hand in hand for years upon years. I want you to still hold me as you did while in our youth- cuddled in the bed as you wrap your soul around me. I want us to remain in love. I want us to remain as one. I want us to still sip tea and watch movies and read books and take drives and go on dates and have sex. I want us to have sex. Passionate sex. Like we did in our youth. You said to me before I’d get tired of you. I could never. Your body is and always will be a treasure that should be cherished and handled with the most care. I want us to still share stories even if we already know them or have lived them together and if they get embellished a little I want you to just listen and go along with it. I want our children to admire our love for each other and the way we look at each other and the way we treat each other. I want you to take care of me if I get sick and know that I love you and why I love you. I swear I never loved someone as much as you and at that last moment we will hold hands, look into each other’s eyes, remembering our journey and share those I love yous. And maybe after our souls will meet, young, pure, and naive. We’ll once again meet to say our first “I love yous”….