It wasn't until I felt so empty did I think that I wanted to leave. My mind gave out, I was done with. Too exhausted to try to carry on.
"Please don't give up" I heard him say.
"Keep going. Please, for me."
His voice was so urgent, so caring. It was soft yet strong, and it gave me the strength to keep fighting. I had to fight. For him. And only for him.
The memories of the time we had together gave me the mind of an optimistic. Yes, I admit I was quite the downer, but now that I had him in my life, I was better.
He came around with his smile and laugh. His sweet little comments and funny ways. I couldn't help but keep fighting for him. I kept fighting for him because I had fallen in love with him. So deeply in love with him.
Maybe too soon, maybe too hard, but I couldn't help it. I've been hurt before, but he promised to never hurt me. And he's kept that promise. He said everything would be okay, and everything has been okay.
I know I'm not perfect, but with him, i feel perfect. He makes me feel like not only his, but his one and only.
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