Prose for the Soul

They say a picture’s worth a thousand words. Well, I have no pictures of you. But I have memories. Memories of times so precious and rare that even a photo would not accurately describe such lovely moments. Perhaps it is for the best. I do not want to look back on such times. I want to look at the future. Moments that have yet to happen. I can’t predict the future, but I can hope. I hope for a future where you never have to leave. Where we can sit on the couch and watch your favorite show. Where we can lay down and gaze at the blue sky above us. Where we can look at each other and admire. Words are superfluous at this point. Why talk when we can listen? Listen to our hearts beating faster. Why not just enjoy the moment? And again, there will be no photos. 1000 words. 1000 words too many. I do not need words to make you mine. I simply need my arms and your body. I can not guarantee such a future, but I will hope for more moments like these.