I never knew what love was I don't think, until I met a 5'6 man with a beard and scruff in his voice and gentleness in his touch and brown eyes that he couldn't take off me.
Sure, I had dated other people. I'd even thought I was in love before. But I knew I was in love on our second date sitting outside of a pub chain smoking cigarettes and he put his hand on my knee.
I knew I was in love the first time I saw him in his work uniform and realized I'd take him any way I could get him because that man was the most beautiful being I'd ever laid my eyes on.
I knew I was in love when the feeling of him holding me at night wasn't suffocating and the sound of him snoring didn't make me want to put a pillow over his face. Instead it made me relax and I fell asleep to it.
I knew I was in love when all of a sudden I don't feel like anyone has ever touched me but him. He knows it's not true. But he doesn't care.
I knew I was in love the first time I realized that when I looked into the mirror I saw an empty shell but he saw a garden full of blooming flowers. When the dark stuff didn't scare him away.
And now I live for the little moments. I soak them up and drink them in. I try to memorize the way his hand feels on my thigh when he's driving. The way he focuses when he plays pool. The scruff in his voice when he first wakes up in the morning. The gentleness in his touch when I'm crying. His smile. His smile in every situation.
I watch him all the time and he knows it. Wherever he's at my eyes naturally go to. I can't help it he's magnetic and I'm weak.
I talked to his mom the other today, and she told me I didn't realize it but it takes a strong person to handle him. I've never thought that. Loving him comes easier than breathing and waking up in the morning.
I've never been in a situation where I couldn't picture life without someone, but I can't picture life without him. When I think about 10 years from now he's there. We're married. We sit on the porch at night and watch the kids play in the backyard. We have a beer and talk about our day and I'll still say I can't believe it's been 10 years.
He's a safe place to dream. A safe place to want. A safe place to be weak and to be strong and to be my ugliest and still feel beautiful.
I didn't know what love was until I met a man from a small town in the south, that wants me to be happy and I want nothing more than to make his wildest dreams come true.
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