What I Want

A man I care for very deeply asked me recently, "What do you want?"  I'm not sure why he was asking this question, but after thinking about it, I found my answer.

What do I want?  It’s simple really.   

I want to love and to be loved.

I want a text or a phone call from him during the day that says “Thinking of you and hoping your day is going well.”

I want a back or shoulder rub that doesn’t lead to other things.

I want kisses on my forehead.

I want to snuggle up on the couch with him when it’s cold, or to watch a movie.

I want him to introduce me like this: “This is my lady.”

I want his reassuring hand on my back when we’re out in public.

I want to hold hands in public.

I want to travel and share new adventures with him.

I want to lie on the beach in summer with him and look up at the stars and listen to the ocean. 

I want to share the full moon reflected on the river with him.

I want to create a great meal together and enjoy it, just the 2 of us, with a good bottle of wine.

I want to dance the night away with him.  He's such a great dancer.

I want sympathy and chicken soup when I’m sick.

I want him to go to church with me, and I with him.

I want him to fix things, to open jars for me, to take charge when my car is acting up.

I want to share laughter, tears, good times, bad times, joyous things, mundane things…LIFE.

I want his love, his faithfulness, his trust.

And I want to give him all of these things in return.

What I DON’T want or need: expensive jewelry, fancy dinners out, flowers (although an occasional rose would be nice), a big house….no.  I don’t want these things.  Just him.

I want genuine love shared by two people that grows with the passing years and anchors itself in their two hearts so that they can’t see themselves with anyone else, ever.  

That’s what I want.

And I want it with him.