The Definition of Love

I felt the veins in my body grow warm starting from my heart. It was almost like my heart was making my warm emotions physical. Like my heart and soul were trying to reach out and caress his. It was then I realized.
I love him.
This feeling happens just by talking to him. He makes my pain go away. He makes me cry happy tears. He makes my insides do flips. He makes me feel those butterflies in my stomach. He disarms me and breaks down my walls with a single word or glance. I can feel him searching my eyes for the emotions I try so hard to keep hidden. He makes the warmth of my heart reach my cheeks with a single touch of his lips. He's my everything. He's what I've been waiting for. He's who I'm supposed to say I do with. So when he gave me a final kiss before reaching into his pocket to pull out a velvet box and kneeled down before me telling me of how I disarm him the way he disarms me asking me to be his for ever I could only think of one response. A tear rolled down my cheek as I said "Yes..."
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Hi! I hope who ever reads this enjoys. This is a spur of the moment thing that just came to me with in the last hour and I couldn't wait to share it. Please comment if you think it's good!