A Life With You - BTY VERSE

A Piece Of My Heart

Imagine. You sat on a bed, a huge one, right next to the love of your life. Your back on the headboard, you look around you in amazement. It's actually been a few hours that you've been sitting here, but somehow you never managed to take that feeling away. Everything was perfect. Your hotel room was beyond every kind of totally awesomeness. It was huge and had a great view of the city. Right in front of you, the bedroom looked upon a big living room with a nice couch, a beautiful coffee table and a huge TV. You look at the man by your side. He was also perfect. So perfectly imperfect, so perfect for you. His curls, his eyes full of love, his smile, your favorite over all those ones. You wonder when you got so lucky. Was it when you moved in Ann Arbor, when you stepped into the UoM and saw his hazel eyes or when he put a knee on the ground for you? You were lucky. You knew it. How many people find their soulmate? How many people got to wake up every day next to the person, the most important to you, and knowing you are theirs? Your heart skipped a beat at the thought. You felt Darren's hand in yours. You glance at it, smile fondly and intertwined your fingers. You glance at Darren. You knew he thought the same of you, and gosh that was an awesome feeling. Love. You look at your man. His tux was perfect too. He was in black and white, classic but fancy. A rose on his chest to match the one you had on your wrist and the bouquet you had. You then glance at yourself. How could you get out of that white dress? You thought you never wanted to leave it. It was also perfect. Your heart beated so fast, the smile never leaved your lips. You glance back at your intertwined hands and all you could see was his wedding ring. You heard over and over that sentence in your hand 'I may prononce you husband and wife'. Husband and wife. Mr and Mrs Criss.

It's like you've been waiting for this forever. You glance at Darren and grin, a few tears of joy running down your cheeks. "So...we're married" Darren says as a big smile grew on his face. You chuckles and repeat "We're married". "That feels good, being your husband" Darren said as he slowly nods. You giggle as you heard him saying quietly "I'll never get over it". You look at him in the eyes. You never thought that you could love him more than you already did. But you were wrong. You were so wrong. "Me neither" you whisper as you lean on him, placing your head on his shoulder.

Everything was perfect. And you knew it would always be. Because when you hold his hand, your hearts were one. And you couldn't lose a part of your heart. Right?