Tomorrow I want to be...

...sitting in the sand, next to the ocean...Listening to Gator laugh; while he tells me something silly or goofy. I want to feel the waves at my feet, as we walk and talk...And continually laugh at ourselves and our giddiness. We would be talking like we do every other night...Except this time; we will be seeing one another; as if "everytime was the first time". He could be telling me about his day, and the drama that the girls sometimes put him through. Or he could be talking to me about his dreams, his aspirations, his passion for the music that he writes. And I will listen....And savor every moment that I hear his voice, his laugh...Just like I savor every sound that I hear, when he plays for me...Knowing that later on, I will be sitting in front of him and the piano...Watching as his beautiful hands glide effortlessly across the keys..Seeing the passion in his face, his smile....As he continues to play.....And I continue to fall in love with him. Tomorrow is going to be a good day!