Everything I want with you

I want to hold your hand. 

I want to sit next to you on the bus and when we hit a bump
I want our shoulders to touch,
And I want you to never move away.

I want a shared google drive folder.
Words and documents and everything that is ours, 
shared,
I want collaboration.

I want to climb a tree with you. 
I want to perch in tall branches and look up at you and the sky
And nothing else, just you and the sky.

I want to smile with you, I want to laugh with you.
When we feel joy together it feels like I have never felt sad.

​I already want to do a load of laundry that has your sweatshirt in it.

I want to trade with you, I want to borrow, I want to share.
When I buy a multipack of socks with fun stripes on them,
I want to give you a pair, just because
I know you like socks that are striped.

I want a hammock and a sunny day, and I want to be friends with your sister. 

Mostly I just really want
The part where we eat cherries together, or mango, or even kiwi- I don’t like kiwi.
I want it to be 7pm and Halloween, 7pm and June, 7pm and any day of the whole year.
I want to hold your hand,
I want our shoulders to touch,
And the next time we run too fast down a hallway, I want us to stop at the end
and breathe together.