Him

Not my usual type of writing

He walks in and kisses me on the head. Everything that happened seems to no longer bother me. He looks at me. And when I ask him "What". He smiles and looks away. He says that he has never seen someone so beautiful. Inside and out. He says that everything I've gone through has prepared me for him. And prepared him for me. He holds me in his arms. And asks me to never leave his side. Because without me he is nothing. And I am everything.

I have never known that love was real. Until the day I met him. I never knew happiness existed. Until he looked at me that cold day of freshman year.