The Pain of Love and The Joy of Death Books 1-2

To My Love

Every morning as I watch you sleep, so peaceful without a care.
I remember why I love you. Why I, the girl.    so broken, loves you so much.
The answer isn't as simple as love or desire but sometimes more.
Something beyond this world, beyond this realm.
To the world of dreams and fantasy.

Dear man of my dreams.
You are kind.
You are sweet.
You don't laugh when I cry.
You are the man I dreamed of for so long.
When I lost hope in life, you showed up at my door knocking.
Even when I didn't want to let you in, you still won my heart.
You make me feel safe, like nothing could ever hurt me again.
You cuddle me when I am sad.
You are the only home I ever had.
You let me be who I want to be, not what the world says I have to be.
I was broken and you put me back together and reminded me it's okay to cry.
You tell me to be myself and not to care what anyone else thinks, to be happy with who I am.
You are the only thing that holds me to this world.
You make me want to live and not escape reality to my fantasy world of dreams.
When I start to break, you hold me together.
You are my all.
My life.
My world.
Everything I could want.
More than I could ever wish for.
More than I could ever hope for.
I was broken and yet you still spent your waking moments putting me back together and loving me, when I didn't deserve it.
You...
It's you...
Only you my love...
Only you.
- to my love Aaron. You are my world. Thank you for saving me from the horrors of this world and letting me be a part of yours.