It’s that guy who will look at you and really see you for who you are. That guy that knows how you work, and makes everything around you seem brighter just because he’s there.
The way he touches your face, ever so gently, yet strong in the way that you know that you’ll always be safe in those hands. Those arms. That heart.
That guy that can complete you thoughts, that encompasses your feelings and returns them completely willingly.
It’s that guy that makes your heart skip a beat, and your eyes brim with joy because he’s yours.
It’s in the way that the only fear you live is not knowing the future and if he’ll be a part of it.
That irrational fear that goes away when you’re standing face to face, arms around each other, dancing in the moonlight to music that only the two of you hear.
It’s all those ridiculous fairy tales that you dismissed once you were too old, but love when you were a child.
Those once upon a times and those happily ever afters.
It’s watching a romantic movie, and crying at the simple beauty and reality that so many of us could have but simply push it away, making it more than complicated, referring to it as movie love and fantasy.
It’s walking into a room, and everyone turning to watch you enter, but all you see is him.
His eyes, his stare.
His love speaking volumes in silence.
It’s in the tears you cry, and smiles you wear.
The words you say without thinking, and the actions in the heat of the moment.
The will to sacrifice yourself, and your happiness, for the chance that his happiness can found.
It’s the lone rose he gives you on any given day, just because you’re you.
It’s in the kiss goodnight, the smile in the morning.
It’s in the helping hand offered at your need. And the willingness to help when you don’t.
It’s that deep, fulfilling breath that you can take while thinking of that guy that doesn’t get cut before it reaches that center, deep inside you, that spreads to every extremity, filling you with a peace that makes you content.
It’s my opinion. The list could go on and on forever. But you get the picture. For me…that’s love. And when it’s finally true, and does last, it’s worth the journey it took to get there.