Thinking as it's raining

What a miserable, rainy, cold Monday.

My problem is i want the perfect love story.

i don't want to spend every waking moment with the other person, but when we do spend time together i want it to crackle with electricity. i want to think of her throughout the day and feel my heart beat as the moment approaches when we'll see each other. And i want to spend well into my seventies holding hands with her, not in a jaded manner.

A was all of those things, and i wish she were still. My heart still skips a beat when i see her. i'll have to train it to stop doing that.