I want to fall asleep in your arms and wake up,
accidentally rolling over onto you and laughing as my hand
in your face wakes you up with a sleepy smile
because you want to be asleep and awake next to me too.
I want to talk until its too late to talk,
but to keep talking anyway because coffee
is the reason we stay awake in our early morning classes
after we can't help but spend past midnight
discussing anything and everything -
it isn't a fairytale so there are no time limits,
but I want it to feel like it is one.
I want you to be gentle, understanding
of my past with its darknesses
because I will do my best to understand yours
and respect them,
hoping you respect mine too.
But, more than anything, I just want you to love me
and not lie to me about anything
as we spend our nights together and wake up
in the mornings with sleepy smiles
because we both feel so lucky that the other is
waking up next to us.