Love is wanting your voice to be the last thing I hear every night.
Love is wanting your smile to be the first thing I see every morning.
Love is looking forward all day to seeing your face again.
Love is the feeling of warmth that comes over me every time I look at you
Love is remembering our first kiss, such a turn on, a tease, a promise of something more, but so loving… So much in a kiss.
Love is anticipating the day when it stops being you and I and starts being us.
