I Want To Waste My Days With You

I want to waste my days with you, talking about life, telling each other stories about our past and our wishes for the future. I want to waste my mornings with you, catching you up on years and years of untold stories, family secrets, friends drama and a long list of heartbreaks. I want to waste my words on you.

I want to waste my afternoons with you, driving ourselves to unfamiliar places; exploring the city as we listen to your favorite songs and as you listen to my favorite lyrics and as we replay our favorite songs over and over again. I want us to go to museums, galleries, festivals, concerts and anything we come cross. I want to waste my money on you.

I want to waste my evenings with you, walking by the lake, watching the sunset, remembering the times when we didn’t think the sun will ever shine, when we were blinded by our own darkness and how we came to find the light. I want to shine my light on you.

I want to waste my nights with you. I want to dance with you under the moonlight and I want to take you to all my favorite restaurants and bars and show you my favorite spots. Where I go when I need to think, where I go when I need to be alone, and where I go when I want to hide from the world. I want to waste my secrets on you.

I want to waste my heart on you. I want to spoil you and buy you gifts you don’t need. I want to help you love the parts of you that you gravely hate. I want to heal the scars that life left on you and I want to keep giving you all I’ve got – profusely and lavishly. I want to waste my love on you.

I want to waste my sleep with you. I want to stay up looking at you when I can barely open my eyes. I want to stay up listening to you when I can’t utter a word. I want you to be the reason why I couldn’t wake up in the morning and I want you to be the reason for my incurable insomnia. I want to waste my sleepless nights on you. 

I want to waste the best years of my life with you. Traveling, exploring the world, exploring adulthood, exploring life and watching ourselves grow through life. I want to spend my years in your arms that feel like home. I want to waste the best years of my life making memories with you.

I want to waste my time with you. I want every moment to be filled with something of you. I want time to fly with you, I want time to pass me by with you, or maybe I want time to stop with you.

I guess what I am trying to say is I don’t want to waste a minute unless I am wasting it away with you.