It Begins

Being in love is wanting to own a part of the other person. It's about the first time he holds your hand and you feel it shivering under his touch, the first time you kiss and your heart is leaping out of your chest, the small things he does matter. It is when that person loves you so much, even when you do not think you love yourself. It's strange and its funny, because your thoughts are only revolved around that one person, it's when you imagine a future and your lying asleep next to him breathing easily, feeling happy... Thinking, this is it, this is the one person I want to spend the rest of my life with..
*I am currently re-writing the story but it's still availabe