letters to my future boyfriend

I imagine us lying in grass and gazing up to the skies. It would be a lazy summer afternoon with sunlight filtering through the trees.
We would be young, reckless and in love. Our eyes closed as sun would be shining and we forgot our sunglasses. I wouldn't mind though because when I'd look at you, having to shadow with my hand, your face would look stunning as at times it would be bathed in sunlight. My vision would be blurred at sides and you'd look like a dream.

I want someone to lie next to me.

I want someone to lie next to me. 

Someone to wake up next to in the morning. 

I would wake up thinking about a weird dream I had - a boy laying next to me - and I would feel a tinge of sadness as I’d remember it was only a dream. 

And then I’d move and feel him next to me, I’d slowly turn my head and smile to myself. 

I’d watch him sleep for a while, watch the sunbeams on his skin and how peacefully he’s looking when he’s asleep.

Then I’d get up, slowly, maybe, and tiptoe through the room. 

If I felt like it, I would go to make coffee for him and tea for me since I don’t like coffee.

Or maybe I’d just sit on the chair and watch him sleeping a bit more. Then, I’d remember how he says it’s creepy and I’d slowly turn away, smiling, to look outside into sleepy morning sunlight.

Yes, that’s what I would do.

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I wrote this a couple of months ago and just found it and thought that I’d share it with you. Let me know what you think, if you want to :)