You deserve balmy summer nights sitting lakeside with someone who gives you butterflies; nervous fingers reaching to interlock with yours, sweaty palms, gentle squeezes; unashamed confessions of admiration, sincere compliments, persistent and kind honesty. You deserve a night of stars dancing on rippling water, shivers rolling down your spine, the moonlight illuminating sideways glances and uncontrollable smiles. You deserve inside jokes and laughing your stomach into knots, cheeks red and faces glowing. You deserve a night of childhood stories and secrets shared, weird habits exposed, scars revealed. You deserve falling-irrevocably-in-love moments you thought only true of screenplays and fairytales.
You deserve late Saturday nights watching the sun set and rise again, first and second and twentieth kisses shared among fireflies and twinkling starlight. You deserve enveloping embraces, cool breeze waltzing between your limbs, nose pushed against threads of cotton carrying your new favourite scent. You deserve hours of thoughtful conversation, every sentence punctuated with eskimo-, butterfly-, every-kind-of kisses.
You deserve sleepy Sunday mornings drifting in and out of consciousness, shifting between dreams, always fitting puzzle-piece-perfect against one another upon waking. You deserve dancing in your pajamas while making breakfast, sunlight leaking through the windows, the smell of coffee in the air. You deserve singing 90’s pop songs with spoon and spatula microphones, whirling around one another, cracking eggs and sprinkling spices. You deserve entire days in bed kissing birth marks and scars, tracing constellations out of freckles with your fingertips, learning the taste of each other’s laughter.
You deserve sun-kissed adventures, last-minute and kind-of-irresponsible vacations, booking flights and mapping routes. You deserve overcoming fears and taking risks, venturing into great unknowns together. You deserve salty kisses on tropical beaches and bike rides through small towns. You deserve road trips through deserts and big cities, 30-hour flights across oceans and continents. You deserve card games at bus stops and walking hand-in-hand through seaside markets. You deserve hundreds of different backdrops to your love story and hundreds of different languages to tell it in.
You deserve first, fifth, thirtieth anniversaries, homemade gifts stitched together with love and surprises thought out months in advance. You deserve the overcoming of obstacles together, the ebb and flow of lifelong love. You deserve afternoons painting bedrooms and wiping colours off each other’s earlobes, evenings assembling Ikea furniture with glasses of wine. You deserve building forts out of moving boxes, backyard camping, and picnics on your living room floor. You deserve memories of a quiet afternoon nestled together in bed, shadows dancing on the pages of your books, the feeling that in his arms you’ve found home. You deserve pinky-promises kept and mistakes forgiven, kisses stolen and a hand always held. You deserve decades strung together with old photographs and love notes, wrinkles carved from laughter.
This is the kind of love you deserve.
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Streamers of Stardust 