Friends with benefits

I think we should just be friends.
So that way I can't lose you over some bullshit.
I couldn't stand to part from you due to small petty arguements and small insecurities we are all guilty of.
Youre much more to me than that.
I adore you and want to hold you close.
We can still share a matress.
We can still build fortresses out of sheets and hide away from the sun till our realities tear us apart.
But I do want to be intimate with you on higher levels than getting high and fucking.
I want to dive into you and inspect every aspect of your fast paced thought process.
I want more than to exchange gifts on seemingly pointless, media endorced holidays.
I want to exchange ideas.
Expand my mind instead of just the space between my thighs.
We can still fight like an ordinary couple if that offers any consolation.
We can argue till all we can do is stare at eachother and mentally begin to undress one another.
The fire we both inherited from hot headed parents can keep us warm during cold nights.
And we can cling desperately to eachothers limbs like well never see eachother again.
And we can ramble on about things we won't remember in the morning.
We can laugh at stupid shit and not once stifle our true selves in order to come off as attractive.
Let our intellects allure one another.
I am already smitten with your personality. I've BEEN in love with you.
So I've been in it for the long run.
I'm saving you for every rainy day to come.
A secret pleasure.
And one day when were chilling with our spouses we can sneak glances into our past and share a smirk only we can see.