You make my heart race. I wish you were here, maybe then I could make the cute, little scenarios I come up with before I go to sleep come true. I do love to just be led, nice and snug in your arms, gazing into those beautiful eyes of yours. A smile would slip as it sunk in that everything I could ever want and need would be in my arms at that very moment; maybe a smile similar to the huge, ridiculous one I get whilst we are texting. You do smile back at me and pul me closer to you, before eskimo kissing me. Our lips would touch and we do stop to smile at eachother, then carry on. My hands would be laced around you neck, and your arms around my waist, holding each other as if we never want to let go. Afterwards, you do kiss me on my forehead and I do let out a small sigh of happiness and contentment. We do say «I love you» to eachother and fall asleep in each others arms, without a care in the world. That would be lovely.