A Lot of Times

I just want to take away your pain. It hurts me to see you so down.

“I want kids I just never thought I’d live that long”
don’t say that. Don’t tell me such things. I want you to live a long and healthy life. A life full of learning and adventure and fun and love. I want you to grow old with me. I want to have your children as I have said so many times before. I want to raise our kids together and watch them grow. I have this silly fantasy in my head of us. I see us old and grey sitting on our porch swing, your arm around my shoulders and my head resting comfortably on your chest like it had so many times in our past, watching our grandchildren play on our little farm.

I just wish you would look my way, then you would have everything you ever wanted. I wouldn’t leave you, deceive you or cheat on you. I would be faithful, trusting and supportive. You are such a great man already and you are only 18 years old. You deserve something better than these petty boy toys. I may be inexpirenced and little but I know how to love you better than any of them. I know God made me for you, and you for me.