I knew it was Him when I woke up to the sound of his laugh from across the room and I told god, “Thank you. Thank you for the hundred times I had my heart broken that brought me to Him.”
Him who has never stopped giving me butterflies in my stomach and Him who also annoys the hell out of me as he scratches the fork on his plate during dinner. That sound I tell you, it brings out my inner rage.
But then Him takes a bite of his favourite food, looks at me and says, “Do you want some?” and suddenly the skies are blue again.
Him never forgets to kiss me goodnight.
Him never gets jealous when I fall in love with every male character in the book I just read.
Him once told me I was his most precious gem. I giggled and without a doubt said, “One day I’ll believe that”.
From that day on, Him never stopped trying.
Him brings me water in bed because he wanted me to live forever.
Him respects my alone time when I’m overwhelmed. Instead, he holds me and says “I’ll listen when you’re ready”.
One day him noticed his clock broke. Instead of looking at his phone, Him said, “Good. Now I can be here with you forever.”.
Him cares about me. Him sees me when I’m present.
Him accepts me even when I’m not myself.
Him made me realise that dark clouds don’t always mean a storm is coming, sometimes it could mean that the sun will shine again and we can watch the rainbow together.
Him also says I’m like a lion when I’m angry. That sometimes I growl and hurt people with my words. But Him learned to somehow tame me.
Him is generous and never angry.
Him holds me and I feel held.
