I want you to be the first person I live with. The first person I will share a space with - our room, our bed, our living room, our couch. I want the little things we do together to become everyday things. Every morning, I want you to be there to play me songs on your guitar while I put on my makeup. I want you to be the person to unzip my dress when I get home. I want to cook dinner with you. I want to make your lunch every morning. I want you to save me from every spider. I want you to be the one person I come home to, after I strip away my fears, my anxieties, and my clothes that I wore all day. When I look in the mirror and cringe, you will be there to tell me the opposite. Every night, I will be yours to dissolve into and, for that time, everything will be okay, because you and I will be together.