When I Imagine the Future
When I imagine the future, I imagine us standing on a few acres watching our children play. When I imagine the future, I imagine you sitting in the chair with your little boy in one arm, and your maroon beret in the other. I imagine myself wondering if you want him to follow in your footsteps. I imagine the perfect wedding I have planned, for you and I, and I imagine the perfect life I have planned, for you and I. When I imagine the future, I imagine a future of We and Us, You and I, Together, a family. I imagine us being close at night, and in the morning, and making up after every fight, and never going to bed angry. I imagine you telling me that my bear is out of regs, and making it right. I imagine every time you correct me on my acronyms. I imagine the future of tears and heartbreak, with triumph and love. I imagine myself growing old with you, and watching our grandkids, maybe even our great grandkids, playing in our yard.
I imagine a world that is perfect, with you. I imagine us being a team, through good and bad. And most importantly, I know that you being the man of my dreams is not an imagination, but a reality.1 note