He's my favorite person to talk to, he doesn't judge me, or think I'm dumb for something that I said. I think he considers me to be smart and educated and that's a nice feeling.
He respects me. That's important.
And when I'm near him I forget all my stress and worries that I carry with me every hour of the day. He makes me laugh with his stupid comments or stories.
I feel alive when I'm next to him.
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Him.
RomantiekI wanted to share my pain of losing what I thought was the perfect guy for me. Really personal but felt like it could relate to others.
