He is the arrow that pierces my heart and guides me home.
He is the star in my night sky that shines down on me and lights up surroundings.
He is the perfect shade of whatever color I need in my crayon box.
He is the song that makes me cry and sing and laugh all at the same time.
He is the beat of every tick of the time hand on my wrist.
He is the imperial ship at sea that weighs anchor to help the lost sailboat that is me.
He is the outfit that makes me look great when he looks at me with longing and love in his eyes.
He is the unshed tears that fail to fall when the perfect words are spoken.
The hands of time can not stop this great thing we hold dear. I will not dare speak what this thing is for if I do, the secret will be not ours. It is ours to keep, ours to think upon, ours to laugh about, ours to hold, ours to cherish. We both have questions that need answers. We both have fears that we can not seem to let go, yet. But I know, together, we can make it through every obstacle, every peril, every hardship, every bump, that life throws our way.
This is for you. And this is for me. This is for us. And this...this is what it means to truly be, in love.
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