Barely breathing

I am breathless, breathlessly anticipating the future. I'm scared and don't know what to think or expect when it comes to Waldo, but I do know that I adore him, want to know what I can do to make his life easier, want to share fireflies and snow and magic with him, to spin and breathe and dance and hug and hold and laugh and curl together, hand in hand, forever and ever amen. I don't know how he feels, I don't know where he is when it comes to me, I don't know if that will ever be a possibility, I'm scared to death because of those things but I know I want it and there's something liberating about saying that.