Excerpts from a relationship that never happened

Sometimes

Sometimes I wonder if it's too much to ask. To want you to be mine, and for me to be yours. To hear you call me your wife. To hear you tell me I love you. For you to press me into our marriage bed as you show me with your body how much you want me, love me, need me. For you to whisper sweet and filthy words in my ear as I wrap my arms and legs around you. For you to make me moan your name like it's the only thing I know how to say. For you to make me forget and feel like I'm the only girl you will ever love.