This is Truth

I love him. Truthfully and honestly. I love him for his awkwardness, and his insecurity. For the way makes me feel when I'm around him and the way I always want him to be holding me. I love him for his quirks, and flaws, and imperfections that make him perfect to me. For the way he knows just what to say, usually. I love him for the way he looks at me when we're laying together and the smile he gets when we kiss. For the way he holds me as if I'm going to fall away when we kiss and hug. I love him for so many reasons and I know I'll find a million more. I fell quick and hard with him, but I don't mind at all. I really can't imagine life without him now. He gives me a reason to look forward to tomorrow. He came to me at such a perfect time, when I was just starting to give up hope of being happy again. Coming off a depression will do that but having someone else beside you all the time makes it so much easier. He truly could not have come at a more opportune time. I don't really believe in a god, but there must be something out there because he is a "godsend" for lack of a better term. I love him. Truthfully and honestly, I do.