A Life in Words

I want to kiss her for no real reason. I want to hold her hand because my hand craves it. I want to be able to pick her up and put her in my arms because she fits so well. I want to lay beside her and feel just as safe as she does with me. I want to automatically play with her hair or slide my fingers up and down her back. I want her hand to automatically play with my neck or the tease the back of my head. I want to do one of those sigh smiles when the thought of her runs through my head but more so I want the thought following that to lift me up like a great dream. I want to be hers, to feel like I mean something to someone on a level that isn't just friendship. I want to be counted on and trusted. I want to be that person for someone that holds them, that makes them feel stronger and safer. I want the world in the shape of a heart... Is that so much to ask?