I recently learned that another friend of me is getting married when I went to the wedding of a certain friend. I'm also constantly seeing pictures of happily married acquaintances with their children on social media.

The desire in me to do this is only growing and growing. At present, I'm very desperately craving a woman to be my lifelong partner. I can't even describe it: it's such a strong and intense feeling. (I think I can even sense it physically in my heart right now). However, there are a few aspects of it which I'm quite consciously aware of. I feel the need to become fully hers. I'm craving to be so intimate with her in all senses of the word: physically, emotionally, spiritually, and so on. I need to turn my lust for her into passionate lovemaking and the cravings in my heart into beautiful words which express my desperate desire for her. I feel the urge to satisfy every one of her physical and emotional cravings with my body and mind. I feel the craving to lick and kiss every inch of her skin to show my physical affection for every part of her body. Her beautiful ring of faithfulness and devotion and the matching one on the same hand and finger of mine - both of them pressed together as our hands are tightly gripping each other; both of them covered with thousands of each other's kisses.

Her looks won't matter to me that much. I'll love her intensely and deeply if she loves me back the same way. Her body would be attractive to me mainly because of our mutual affection and our shared desire to create a family and a future together. To be honest, I'd find her even more attractive once the mark of motherhood has been permanently imprinted onto her body. I'd love to cover her stretchmarks with my kisses every single time when we make love. Even if her skin becomes flabby and her tits begin to sag, I'd welcome these changes in her body with kisses and adoration instead of disgust. She'd literally be the sexiest MILF ever to me.

Oh god - she'd be so beautiful lying naked in front of me when I take her for the first time without any protection. Our physical love session would be so passionate and intense and lustful and dirty and yet so pure and wholesome and emotional and amazing at the same time. We'd both know what the ultimate purpose of it is. In the end, she'd be so full of my liquid desire for a physical manifestation of our relationship. My seed will nestle itself deep into her ovulating womb, my potent swimmers so eager to pierce her fertile eggs and ignite the spark of new life inside her. A sweet baby. A child who we'd both love more than anything else in the world. A kid who warms up both of our hearts just by being there. A daughter or a son who is our hope and the realization of our dreams. (If they're a daughter, I have my fingers crossed that she takes after her mother! I mean, I actually hope that our first child will be a daughter). It's what we're both meant to do in our lives and what we're in need of so desperately.

I think that I've kinda figured out what having a wife means to me. I need to take care of her. I'm going to make her the first priority in my life. I yearn to devote myself to her. I feel the need to keep her constantly happy and satisfied, if possible. And once she's pregnant with our child, I'd love to cater to every single one of her needs. I want her to be just as madly in love with me as I am with her. That way, we'd entangle our mutual feelings so deeply that at some point we'd be unable to live without each other.

My heart is practically begging for a girl to take it forever and ever, compensating me with her undying love and affection. I want to keep my seed flowing freely into her womb so that our love would materialize into dozens of adorable little human beings (hopefully, as many as possible). I need them so badly that my heart is going crazy with cravings for them. I yearn to hold each one of them in my arms once they're born. I'm craving to experience the sweet joy of a father's kiss and touch. I wanna see them grow so quickly. I need to see their first teeth, to watch their first steps, to hear their first words. Heck, I'm even looking forward to changing their diapers and to all of those sleepless nights we'd spend rocking them to sleep... I can't even express how badly I feel the need for our amazing little angels to appear in our lives. Even when they're bratty and mean and mistreat us, our love for them would still be just as intense as ever.

Simply said, I want an honest, strong, loving and deep marriage. If I ever manage to achieve that, I hope it will last until death separates us.