All I want at the end of the day is to come home and sit beside you. Telling you of my day. Holding your hands and resting my head on your shoulders.
I want to tell you about work and the stress I was buried in.
I want to tell you about my annoying boss and that my co-worker that constantly taps the table with his pen.
I want to tell you about my promotion and salary raise.
I also want to tell you about my disappointment when I found out I was cheated and sidelined for a position because of my gender.
I want to tell you about how exasperating my students make me feel.
I also want to tell you about the young lady in my class who makes me proud and fulfilled.
I want to call you from work and cry about the sad and brutal news I just saw on TV.
I also want to call you from work and scream excitedly about the beautiful news I heard from home.
I want to sit behind my desk and daydream of seeing you after the stress of the day.
I also want to lift my face from my papers and sheets and see you stand at the door smiling and saying "pearl, I want to steal you for lunch".
I want to come home and lie safe feeling protected from this deep world and her stress.
I want to come home and also share in your day. Listening and reading your every emotion.
#whenyourspouseisyourbestfriend
It is not just about the romance and sweet nothings. But having a friend in your spouse to talk with, cry to, laugh with, play with and face this deep world with. Nothing compares.
It is just a feeling anyway... Feeling like am missing something BIGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!
Am not married oo.. Am still searching 
