I want to shut off my addictive-as-candy iPhone and have your heart call my heart instead, darling.

I want to silence the clack-clack-clacking of my computer keys and compose a sappy love note by hand, darling.

I want to stop scrolling through Facebook, and scroll through the depths of your soul instead, darling.

Yes.

I want to be with you, feel you, sense you, experience you, breathe you in.

I want all of you.

No interruptions.

No multi-tasking.

No distractions.

Just you and me, unbroken, in the crisp quiet of the clear night sky.

Just you and me, shining brightly, skipping toward the same mysterious future together.

Just you and me.

Have we forgotten the simple pleasure of basking in the brilliance of our luminous love?

I want to remember.

I want to slurp too-salty miso soup and ask you what’s on your mind.

I want to hear each subtle nuance and syllable uttered by your sultry, smirking lips.

I want to feel the awkward, unavoidable slips of silence between our stringy sentences.

I want to see your eyes light up like mid-Summer fireflies when you talk about the things you love.

I want to feel you caress each one of my fingertips, twirl my hair tenderly, and press your lips to mine.

I want to sit so close to you on the couch that I melt into you like chocolate left far too long in the sun.

I want to witness the way you throw back your black coffee, how you savor each richly caffeinated sip.

I want to make you laugh loudly, ’til your eyes stream like sudden afternoon thunderstorms.

I want to ask you what you’re going through, what you’re struggling with, what’s hurting you…and I want you to tell me.

I want to sit quietly and listen to you.

I want you to sit quietly and listen to me.

I want to gaze directly into your dark eyes and see the sparks of fire simmering deep inside you.

I want to peel back your layers and sneak a peak at your juicy soul.

I want to be with you.

Just you and me, darling.

Just you and me, stripped raw, without the stimulating buzz of our glowing screens.

Just you and me, struggling through this painfully beautiful life together.

Just you and me, darling.

With your hand in mine, I have all I need.

I want to be with you.

No distractions necessary.

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 Author: Sarah Harvey

Editor: Emily Bartran

Photo: Author’s Own