June 27th 2011
It was a bleak, cold Saturday. Rain was tapping on the window, making those cool looking long streaks as they slowly fell, only visible from the candle I had lit on the window side about ten minutes ago. Everything seemed so nice, like the world had come to a standstill for this one moment. No drama, no world disasters, just peace. It felt good, just sitting here in complete silence, watching the rain fall in this cozy atmosphere.
I looked to my left, there, lay a sleeping man, but not just any random man; my man. He took up most of the bed we were both on with his slender-like body, cuddling the duvet. He has this little smile on his face that looked so cute, it reminded me of a little kid and a teddy bear.
I sit for a moment, just staring at him, trying to be as non-creepy as possible. This guy was the one. He completed me. I never thought that I could be as happy with a person than I am with him. I think to myself, this is a perfect moment with the guy I love.
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