I've written this note in my head a few dozen times, erasing lines and phrases because they didn't capture it right - the way we are in this particular season. I want it to play back with clarity: your hair sticking straight up in the morning, your slow movement over to my side of the bed when the alarm goes off, patting me softly on the arm to tell me that the day has begun. I want to properly define how simple moments can fill you with joy and break your heart all at once, from one glance, one small gesture, one warm exhale on your forehead. We are waiting on the same thing, you and me. We are living in all of the emotions - sometimes gradually, sometimes all at once.