I sometimes wonder who my next lover would be
And it is often surreal when I think about how
The people we finally end up with are in this moment doing their own thing
Somewhere away from us.
Perhaps they do not even know we exist.
Perhaps they also think about us and what we could possibly be doing in this moment.
Perhaps they do know us but we just haven’t noticed them yet or seen them in that light.
I paint scenarios in my head
Of how I would eventually meet mine.
Would it be like in the movies where
I mistakenly spill my morning coffee on his pristine suit shirt and try to scrub it off with my handkerchief making it worse
And then we look up into each other’s eyes and click!
Or perhaps something more realistic as meeting at a party But then again I haven’t been to a party in years.
Oh, this is a dilemma.
But regardless of how we meet
I know you are kind and smart and love me for my weirdness and often mulish expressions.
I know you’d chuckle and shake your head at my constant antics to make you laugh– especially knowing how terrible I am at making jokes.
We would spend time talking about the most mundane things in the most fun and interesting ways from our different yet similar universes.
I may not know how we would meet or what you would aesthetically look like
Or what you smell like
Or what your skin would feel like beneath my touch
But when we do meet
We would struggle to keep apart from each other and be so caught up in our own world like no one else exists in the world
Because they wouldn’t.
I don’t know you yet, but I do know how you make me feel Like the rest of the earth has fallen away.
I say I hate cooking
Yet I find myself scrolling through the internet
Jotting down recipes in my notepad
So that when we meet
I would spend time making combinations of new meals we have both probably never tasted before.
We would laugh
We would cry
We would be happy
We would be sad
We would be confident
We would be scared
On some days we would be insecure
But the catch is;
We would travel through these emotions together
Like two peas in a pod.
So to my lover
Wherever you are, hasten thither to me
So we can begin the rest of our lives together
Right beside each other.