#ENGRPConfession

With a love that rises like a tide, I think of you and my chest floods, it is the certainty of a river seeking the sea, a steady pulse in which I submerge myself. This longing selfish in its greed, seeks the light of a sunday in your bed, the gentle touch of a breeze that brings the spring and the comforting weight of your hands in mine. I do not ask only for laughter and petals but for the broken fragments and the silences, the weight of gray days and the cracks that life in its molding imposes upon us. I want to be your shore and your refuge, the lighthouse that guides your ship through the storm, with determination and with all my soul, to stand beside you in every tide. Because I love you with the depth of being and in the waiting I find only certainty, I await you as the earth awaits the rain, with the feverish desire that it be you, my everything and my always, in this life that selfishly I want.

I love you, @russcell. Always.