Her.
She brings me joy,
She brings me love,
She brings me hope,
Sadness, pain, and heart displeasure.
She is my everything.
She is my nothing.
We get along we fight.
It hurts.
Sometimes I think I have to leave her.
And other times I feel like I need her.
I love her. She loves me
It's almost as if we are inseparable, yet we are so far from it.
We want love, but we aren't ready.
We talk about OUR future as if it were right around the corner waiting for us.
As if nothing could stop us.
We talked about family, like it could happen tomorrow.
Kids, pets, where we are going to live, all of the above.
We talked and talked. From "good morning my little sweet pea" and "my little spicy noodle" to "good night my love, whom I will never let go"
I love her.
She treats me like a king among other kings and I treat her like a goddess.
She is the definition of perfect. At least to me. Which by the way, I am glad of. If other people saw what I see in her, they would also want her. That would be unfortunate. I feel like nothing without her. In fact I AM nothing without her. There is only a few select people that actually care about me aside from HER.
The end :)
