Re-sparking

Where to begin....Or more importantly how to explain that "spark" you gave me but still give me.... I could be so deep in conversation with someone but as soon as you would enter the room, all I could think about was you. Your touch, your soft lips against mine, you pulling me in towards you with one hand on my hip the other on the side of my face. It use to annoy me when couples would go out with a group of friends and be all over one another but for some reason when we would go out, all I could think about was being with you...

The mornings were always the best with you. We would have all these plans on what we wanted to do for the day and as we would wake and begin to talk,  for some reason you would get things out of me that I wouldn't share with anyone else but you. We snuggle, we kiss and giggle and before you know it is 2pm and we haven't moved from your bed. It's as though I am in another world when I am around you.

The thing that would surprise me most was when you would call in sick when I had a day off just to spend the day with me. When you had my favourite wine over dinner, even though you hated wine you still drunk it with me. The day you arrived holding a bunch of flowers, just because one day I mentioned how I never get flowers from boy friends, but best of all, the time you said you wouldn't be home from your work trip for a couple more days... It had already been 2 weeks and all of a sudden you would walk through the front door after calling me to say you wouldn't be home for a few more days...The excitement couldn't be wiped off my face as you walked through that door unexpectedly and that spark would light up more and more, because I had already cried on the phone and sent you 10 text messages, complaining that I missed you so much and wished you would hurry up and come home.

All those things kept the spark alive but the minute we would have an argument it was as though my world had been ripped apart. It felt as if my tears wouldn't stop from falling from my eyes no matter how hard I tried not to, they just kept streaming down my face. It would be hard to breath and it was as if everything around me was squashing me and I had no where to go and didn't know how to get out. Every argument our "spark" would dim until we realized that our "spark" could no longer re-ignite itself. Now every time I see you I still get all those exciting feelings running through my stomach and images, running through my brain of what I wish would happen... I wonder if we could ever "re-spark" our relationship....