a letter to a love I’ve yet to meet

I fell in love with the way you sometimes hold your breath when I speak. I never ask why, or draw attention to it, I just notice. I love the way your hand shakes a little as it reaches out to mine then quickly steadies in my grasp. I love how you tap your fingers together when you're working through a problem and your excitement when you solve it. I love your up-to-no-good smirk and your adventure filled eyes and the way you run your fingers through your hair when you're tired. I love sitting with you surrounded by the smell of morning coffee and I love how you take your time with it, even though it always gets cold at the bottom of the mug. I love your passion, your hands and fingers callused by hard work and guitar strings, your daytime toughness that turns gentle towards me in the night.

#loveletter to how I would love to love someone, one day