Fall is in the air. The crisp, cool breeze. The changing leaves. The smells of bonfires and the warm, fuzzy feeling of being wrapped in a sweater. The boots and yoga pants, pumpkin spice lattes and hot chocolates. It’s all approaching.
If you ask me, Fall brings with it some of the best things of life and it makes me practically giddy.
I don’t know what it is about cooler weather that brings out my deep desire for love and romance, but its here. Fall is the season that to me everything comes alive. I know technically it’s the season that many things are about to die; but to me, it’s like the time of year that all the other seasons have been saving up for and the best of everything is birthed.
These fall nights make me “dream of a love that even time will lie down and be still for.” The kind of love that wraps itself around your body and consumes you from the inside out. The kind of passion that soaks all the way into your bones.
The cool crispy air makes me want strong arms wrapped around me to keep me warm. Arms that are big enough to hold me. All of me. Arms that make me feel safe and secure.
I want someone to melt into sitting around a bonfire with a blanket separating us from the rest of the world.
I don’t just want someone though. I want the one.
The one who places me above all others. The one who looks at me with a burning desire and eyes that say, “You’re all I see.” The one who holds not only my body but my heart. The one I share my dreams and my passions with. The one who is on my team and works as my partner in life.
I want a love that makes me feel warm even when it’s getting cold outside.
I want backyard barbecues and family gatherings with the love of my life next to me. I want football and fire pits. I want playing in the leaves and dressing up for Halloween in a themed costume with my best friend. I want snuggling under the stars late at night and long, chilly walks holding hands.
I want to be held. Not just physically but in all aspects.
I want forever. I want “I’m never giving up on you because you’re worth everything.” I want the kind of love movies and books are written after.
I want dancing in the kitchen and shared bottles of wine after the kids are in bed. I want laughter and joy. I want stolen kisses during the nightly routine and subtle touches while doing our chores.
I want a love that, like a fire lights up a dark fall night, lights up my eyes from the warm glow of my heart.
I want a love that endures all seasons. A love that gives all it has to give and just like autumn provides a grande finale before settling in for the next round. I want everything wrapped inside of nothing. A love that’s simple. Crisp. Refreshing. Light and airy but also deep and rich with color.
Fall invokes passion and sensitivity. It reminds me of the beauty found in change and eventually letting go of the dead things. It reminds me of the truth that rebirth is possible and that hopefully, after enough hard seasons, there will be one person who endures them all beside me.
I want love like a fall day; with air like cider and a sky so crystal clear blue you get lost in it.