'I wanna scream "I love you" from the top of my lungs'

I'm watching you sleep
the way you curl and stretch and breath as you shift
the curve of your fingers against your face
I want to kiss you everywhere
start with each fingertip and the soft skin at your temple
just hold you and lay my cheek against your hair
It's funny how that works
that wave of protective affection
The way it makes me want to take on the world for you
at your side.

Yesterday, on the bus ride up,
as the last of the light slanted sideways, dim and strange,
I thought about this, and us, and how
someday I will look back at all of it
at that moment there, sitting on the bus watching the world stream past,
and I will treasure it

I collect those moments, from time to time,
when it occurs to me that "This, this right here,
this is one I want to keep"
take a snapshot and sit back somewhere inside
and try to remember everything exactly as it happens
because that's the way I want to remember my world.

I have a few of those collected - sunrises and driving in the mountains and the first time I saw the ocean
But I swear it seems I bookmark more with you
Just tiny things that make me happy
That I want to keep forever.

Soon you'll wake, and I'll kiss good morning into your skin,
and life will go on
but for now I'll sit and watch you sleep
and store it against days I can't.