he sees me. he sees who i am. he sees whats others are too busy or too blind to see.
when i see problems, he sees the possibilities in them. solutions where i can only see trouble. and sure, im am thankful for that. a shoulder to lean on. a hand to hold. a person to love. yeah, thats him. and i absolutely adore him. especially his morning smile. and the way he holds me and asks, "you know i love you right?" and i believe him. no matter what he says. i will believe him. and that is power. that is making yourself so vulnerable that it scares you, but you still take the risk. the chance of letting yourself love - and be loved in return.
my butterflies become suicide bombers and throw themselves at the walls of my stomach when i see him or hear his name. which is a good feeling, since it is the feeling that i have always pictured in my head when i thought about love. and that i can still feel it after almost 2 years makes me believe in us.
-- 831, mini b.
