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Anniversary



Married.

Four years today.

It feels like a mere two weeks.

I know her better than I know myself. I hardly know her. I want another 80 years of learning her.

I want another 80 years of falling asleep in a warm nest of tangled limbs. Waking because we have moved apart in the night and my body, of it's own accord, seeks the warmth of hers.

I want another 80 years of her kisses, and the way she inhales when she kisses me, as if she's trying to take me in with all her senses.

I want another 80 years of making shopping lists with her, and taking road trips with her, and being surprised by her laughter, and charmed, every day, anew.

I want another 80 years.

Another 80 years of her.