Two Weeks

Waiting to meet the one who feels like my dream love.  
Every day waking up with a sense of being cared for and admired.  
Every day waking up and feeling so full of love and desire for this person.  
This dream is a reality, and my reality is a dream.  

Two weeks until we meet face to face to really know.  
Two weeks until we know if our future hopes can seem like a real possibility.

We share so much and are so honest.
We embrace the passion and the depth of our connection.
We are both a little scared, and we know it's moving fast.
But we can not fight what feels so right.

I can not imagine a day without hearing their voice now.
I know I always want them in my life.
I feel I want them as my partner for life.
But we will wait two weeks to hold hands.

So much we can share and do together.
Side by side and intertwined in support and love.
I want nothing more than to kiss their lips, feel their touch.
I can hardly wait, but I wait.

I wait to hold you in my arms, my love.
I wait to look into your eyes as I hear your voice.
I wait to see how you look when you laugh.
I wait to show you, finally, how very much I care.

Two weeks.