Seeing him on Friday with a big smile on his face when we were walking toward each other made me smile =] It felt good to be with him. The feeling of his hands in mine, the feeling of wrapping my arms around him, the feeling of him kissing my forehead: Its a wonderful feeling to be loved, to feel wanted. I'm glad all these feelings I get are because of him, only him. When I am with him, I feel like nothing else matters, that I don't have to worry about anything. We share moments whenever we're together. We rarely argue when we're together. We fight when we're apart because we just simply miss each other. I thank God everyday for bringing him into my life. He picks me up when I fall. He comforts me when I have no one else. He listens when I need to let something out. And most of all, he's patient. Thats one of the many things I love about him. He's my other half. Yeah he's not perfect, but in my eyes, I see him perfectly. He's perfect for me. I may not see him whenever I want to, but I'm willing to wait until that day I can.
"The richest love is that which lasts through time apart to someday be together."
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