“Just this once I wish you’d see yourself the way I see you” He says.
The first time she opened her heart, truly opened her heart was with him. I mean she had thought she knew what love was all this while, she had even at one point exclaimed that she now knows what “falling head over heels” meant but all of that didn’t matter or even count when she finally met him because even when she felt those things, she was incapable of understanding how much what she felt meant and what that in itself also meant.
Welcome to paradise…
She didn’t know love meant losing a part of yourself immeasurably but that is not the most interesting part, it is the part where she keeps thinking she could never measure up but he watches her as though she hung the moon. As though the sun rose and set each time she opened or closed her eyes.
By her mere existence, she was perfect. She thought she had to do enough to sustain his attention but every smile she turned his way made the world feel right, the way she’d twirl her hair when lost in thought. The way she sleeps, not fully closing all of her big eye balls. The way her eyes would light up when she becomes excited about what she is saying. How she tries to dance but never fully gets into the music.
How she would ponder a lot about even the most mundane things wanting to get to the root of things, he particularly thought that made her cute. She takes herself so seriously sometimes that he wonders what would happen if she just let go, regardless, he lets himself be the place where she could get lost. If only she knew how many days in 365 she was behind the smiles that touched his lips. How being with her made him ready to ignore a burning world because what does it matter when with her beside him he felt like he could conquer every obstacle that may ever confront him.
Every time he would walk through the door knowing she was waiting on the other side, how she gave meaning to the word home. All the things she felt made her imperfect were the very things he wouldn’t change about her because somehow that felt like just what he was looking for to feel utterly complete.
Fact is it, it won’t matter what she chooses to be or not, he would always still choose her among others. She feels to him like supernova. All the brighter stars in the sky couldn’t match.
For ❤️,
Dcconnoisseur.
Connoisseur of Memories 