15,778,463

Time with you, its never really enough. I have been told there are infinite numbers between zero and one, zero and a hundred, and zero and a million, and so on and so forth. I like to think that it means that every little second, or one hundred of them, or a million of them, are little tiny pockets of forever. There are 15,778,463 seconds in the span of six months, so we’ve had 15,778,463 tiny forevers and to be honest, I can not wait to spend another 15,778,463 tiny forevers with you. You see, I’ve been from one side of the coast, to the other, to the middle of the country, and back around again, I’ve seen a lot of sunrises and sun sets, and I've seen a lot of pretty faces and pretty souls, but nothing has compared to the 15,778,463 seconds I’ve spent memorizing your body and the 15,778,463 seconds I've spent since I've kissed your lips, falling in love with you in every way imaginable. 

And I, I um, I’m running out of things to say. I mean, I have so many things to say, but I’m running out of the words. I’m a poet who is literally at loss of words. I guess I could say that your kiss is my favorite thing, or that your smile is the cutest, or that I could spend hours upon hours upon hours just staring at your body. starting from your soft hair down to your curves. I  know that you really hate them, your curves, but I love them. I know you think your boobs are too small, and that your stomach isn't flat enough, or that your thighs a maybe a little too big, but I don't think any of that. I think you are perfect. sexy, beautiful, cute, perfect, and god thats only your body. Your mind is this beautifully complex jungle that I could spend years getting lost in. I want to entangle myself in it, and never ever unwind from it.

My favorite nights were the ones we spent learning each others bodies and mouths in the back seat of your car listening to Bad Suns. the nights where it poured on outside but we kept sliding fingertips underneath clothing in church parking lots hoping to not get caught. The sneaking over at midnight and kissing in the freezing cold on Christmas Eve. You grabbing me before I can even shut the door and slamming your lips against mine because we are two love sick people who can’t get enough of the little touches and the kissing and the entangled limbs. those were my favorite nights, the ones where we just got entangled in one another. 

I can not wait to spend the next 15,778,463 seconds or tiny forevers or whatever the hell you want to call them, with you. I can not wait for more passionate nights, I can not wait to continue to entangle myself in you. I love you deeply, and I can not wait to love you more over our future time together. Here is to another 15,778,463 forevers with you my love.