They say there's 'the one' for everyone, the perfect fit, perfect compliment to your soul. And life is for finding them. That must make me the luckiest girl in the world to have found him now. Ever since we first spoke I knew there was something there. Something strong inside me growing which helped me stay strong too. Stay strong to watch him as a friend crying over his bitch of an ex, to be there to listen to his problems, whilst all the while deeply in love and wishing he'd be strong enough to trust again, to love again. See his smile grow as he sees it too, sees the perfection in our tender love. As we kiss, embrace, cuddle, murmur sweet nothings, and talk like best friends. As he calls me his baby, that I am his always, no matter what. I deeply and truly feel each and every word. Not as a promise, made by naive human minds, but as the pinnacle of truth. I have never been more certain of anything in my life, nothing more than the fact I want him forever, I want this life with him by my side. No one else would ever compare, or ever need to be compared.
Just love.
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