Along Came You

Meeting you was fate.. Becoming your friend was a choice... Falling in love with you I had no control over.
~ Teresa Conroy

"Why do you continue to let him do this to you?"
He spoke with a look of disgust. Not towards her but, towards the situation she had dealt with alone plenty of times before.
"You don't understand. No one understands." She ripped her hands from his soft ones, turning away, not daring to look him in the eyes. She knew she would crumble. She knew every piece of emotion would come pouring out of her as soon as she looked up into those brown orbs that she knew cared so much about her, the same brown orbs she's stared to care deeply for herself.
"I think the only person that doesn't understand is you" he spoke with desperation. How could she not see the damage this situation was doing to her. In the past nine months he'd watched this situation make the once bright sparkle in her eyes grow more and more dim. There was no denying she was mentally and emotionally deteriorating.
"I do understand! I get it! I know, Okay!" She turned around with a broken sob escaping from her lips.
She did know. She always knew. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that she had fallen for the wrong guy.
"No, you don't you don't understand how beautiful you are, how smart, intelligent, caring, funny how lovely you are." He spoke barely above a whisper. He grabbed her chin with both of his hands gently pulling her chin up, looking intensely into her eyes. "The list goes on and on Love. You're so much more than you allow yourself to be treated as. He doesn't deserve you. He doesn't care about you. He doesn't love you. You don't need him. You need someone who is going to be there for you, someone who is going to protect you, care for you, someone who loves you. Someone like-"

"You-"