I once sat outside my house and looked up at the stars. Oh they were so wonderful! I started to think about my future. About how I'd want to look up at God's wonders at night. Especially when I wake up crying in the middle of the night.
I began to imagine... I imagined how my life would be and if I'd ever find that "perfect husband" people always talk about. So again I looked up and pictured everything...
I was married. I was sleeping next to my husband and things weren't going quite so well for me. I checked the time: it was 2:53AM. I went to the balcony and began to cry quietly. I was sobbing and I couldn't stop as much as I tried to.
I didn't want to wake him. I guess he noticed I wasn't there, next to him like always. When he found me he ran up to me and sat down by my side. He looked at me with those soft brown eyes that made me forget about everything. But I didn't look at him.
"Hey baby, are you okay? What's wrong?" I didn't say anything. I didn't move. He put his hand under my chin and pulled my head towards him. "Tell me what's wrong, please."
I forgot how handsome he was. I was lucky to have him. "I don't want to talk about it," I say. "No one ever cares."
"But I care. You know I always care."
"That's what everyone says. 'I will always be here for you.' 'I would love to listen to you whenever you feel the need to.' Blah blah blah! But after a while they get tired of me. They run away from me and leave me alone in the dark. All they ever-" Wow! He just kissed me. He put his arm around me and kissed my cheek. Wh- what? I kind of love that. I feel like he's telling me so much without saying a word. It's like he's saying, "It's okay, I'm here. I will never leave. I'm right here for you. Always."
I put my head against his chest, listening to his heartbeat. It was a beautiful melody to my ears. "I'm not those people," he said. "I never will be. I am here for you through thick and thin. I'm here for your best and worst days. I will actually be here. And for you? Baby I will wait a thousand years if that's what it takes for you to tell me what's wrong so that I can put a smile back into that beautiful face. Now, please don't make me wait a thousand years and tell me. What's wrong with my princess?"
I laughed. I always loved his sense of humor. He always made me smile so easily and I never understood how.
I told him everything. And after that, we talked about things. Just things. Nothing special.
He looked at the time: it was 4:17AM. "We should go to bed. You need to rest," he said with a bright smile that always seems to melt my heart like chocolate in the summer heat.
It was cold. I got used to the warm breeze outside so the room felt colder than before. But that was alright. Because he hugged me tight and kept me warm all night.
I could finally get some rest. I knew I'd be able to sleep like an angel. There was just something about him that made me feel safe. He made me feel protected. And loved. He was my reason to wake up every morning and keep moving forward no matter how many obstacles got in my way. And that is why I loved him. Because no one else had been able to accomplish that.
I smiled. I closed my eyes and let the breeze brush through my hair. "One day," I said softly. "One day..."
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One day...
RomanceA lonely girl who has gone through some tough times wants her idea of a "perfect" life. All she wants is to meet someone special in hopes that the "perfect" scenes she imagines can one day come true.