The first thing I think about when I wake up a week later is how loved I felt when Ty and I were having sex and when we was pushing into me, his thumbs were tracing hearts on my hips.
I hear his gentle voice.
"Good morning." he whispers in my ear, his lip pressing against my cheek. I slowly open my eyes.
"Why do you love me so much? Why am I so special? So many girls would love to have you."
He frowns.
"It's simple. You complete me."
"But...maybe not. What if our life restarted and I didn't move to New York, but you moved to Georgia? We probably wouldn't end up together."
"Yes we would."
"Ty."
"If I went to your school and I had the girl who is considered the hottest girl in school, I would still choose you."
"But what if you never met me?"
"Then I would die alone."
"No. You would find someone."
"Unless that someone is named Mega Lily Walden Wesley, is five foot three, has brown hair, size 32D breasts and had chocolate brown eyes, I'm not interested."
"Ty, what if-"
"Megan." he cuts me off. "I would choose you. Every goddamn time, the choice would be you."
"What if you were reincarnated?I I ask.
"Well from what I understand about reincarnation, if I were reincarnated you would be too. I would choose the reincarnated you."
I sit up. "Ty, what if I was reincarnated way after you? What if I was your reincarnated daughter?"
"That's impossible baby, because I wouldn't have a daughter. Not if you were the mother."
"What if I was reincarnated as a man?"
"Then I would be gay."
"What if I was ugly?"
"Impossible."
"What if I was fat?"
"I would still love you."
"What if right now, I just dropped dead? Would you ever move on?"
"No." he says. "I would never. I would have you stuffed and put a heater inside you so I can still cuddle you."
"What if I got cancer?"
"Then I would shave my head."
"What if I was trans-gender?"
"Then I would be bisexual."
"What if I was eighty?"
"I would love you anyways."
"Would you still fuck me when I'm eighty?"
"Baby, I'll fuck you when you're three thousand years old."
"But why!" I ask. "What's so great about me?"
He sighs slowly.
"Do you really want to know?"
"Yes. I really want to know."
"Your smile makes my heart glow. Your hair is perfect. You're so adorable in the morning. I love the way you wrinkle your nose when you're thinking. Your laugh gives me chills. Your personality is so perfect. You are everything I could ever possibly want in a women. Your body even fits into mine like a puzzle piece. I could go on about you all day. Ask anyone I've met. If I hadn't mentioned you, it was because I didn't want them to know how fucking perfect you are."
The End haha! You'll thank me later!
~Sam
