I could hold you forever. Kiss your face and stroke your hair. I could tell you that I love you and that I need you and that I am entirely in love with you. I could spend forever just lying in bed with you and telling you how beautiful you are and how I wish you would tell me your hope and dreams. And all of your goals and your thoughts and I know you'll never love me the same way as I love you. But that's okay. I accept that and I'm just lucky to have you.