What Cannot Be Verbally Expressed

TWENTY TWO

i want to be with you.

i want to wake up in the middle of the night, and look over and see you sleeping, your hand resting on top of your chest and your head placed in the middle of the pillow

i want to slowly sneak out of bed to get something from the fridge and look back at the door entering our bedroom and see you in just underwear and a hoodie that's too big for you, rubbing your eyes and yawning

i want to grab the gallon of milk, pouring both you and i a glass while you stand on your toes, stretching and reaching for the cabinet above your head for the jar of cookies

it could just be our thing

and we could sit at the kitchen counter, just having a midnight snack of cookies and milk

a blanket wrapped around us both, your legs on top of my thighs, using them as a footrest

and you'll lean your head on my shoulder

and ill kiss the top of your head

and reach to put my arm around you, and rub up and down your arm as you close your eyes, still sleepy

i want you to be mine.

i really really want to just be with you