My Anchor

"Well okay, if this whole world is an ocean what are you?" He asked with his eyebrows raised. I laughed.

"Simple, I'm a beautiful mermaid." I said with a smirk on my face. He gave me a goofy look.

"Okay beautiful mermaid, what does that make me?" His face still had a goofy look on it, but his eyes had a serious glint to them. He wanted me to answer him honestly.

I tore my gaze away and stared into the ocean. We were sitting just far enough that the water coming in wouldn't touch us, but close enough for my bare feet to feel the wet sand.

My eyes wandered back to his. Only to find that he had never looked away from me. He never did look away from me. I always knew when his eyes were on me, and I would look up to stare at him; only to find he was already staring at me.

"You're my anchor." I whispered, but I knew he had heard me. "You're the only thing keeping me from going absolutly crazy even though half the time you are the one making me go crazy. You make sure that when I go a little to far I have a place to come back to. You never let me go even when I beg you too. And I could never lose you, because you are the only reason I want to stay. Because...you're my anchor"