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.