whether you and me could ever be, we'll never see. | 05/15/2012 |
She didn’t need everyone, she just needed him. She needed his broken promises and empty threats. She needed his late night phone calls and good morning texts. She needed everything bad and everything good. She needed him to believe in himself, and in her, and in all they could be together. There was no happy ending if he wasn’t in her life. There was nothing if there wasn’t him.
It was funny, she never believed in the things her friends rattled on about, or what movies and books promised. Love was just a funny four letter word with disastrous consequences. Rarely were things concerning love easy, or worth it. They were always painful and left those involved broken hearted. What was the point? There wasn’t one. At least not one she could find, until him. Everything changed when he came into her life. Her world was now rainbows and butterflies and hope and happiness and love. That funny four letter word became the center of her universe. It became her everything.
Sure, they were imperfect and completely wrong for each other. But together, they could take on the world. Of course he made her stomach do somersaults and sometimes she couldn’t form a complete thought or sentence around him, but he made her world better. Even the hard times were better than the good times before him. Before love.
She had always been independent. Always so sure of herself. It had always been her against the world, ready to face it head on and alone. Nothing and no one could stop her. Only he had stopped her. Stopped her right in her tracks, in all the best ways possible. She was still her when she was with him, but a better version than she had been before him. She could still take on the world, but if she fell, his hand picked her back up.
Everything was wrong with the world, but they were right. Even when they were wrong, it was still right. Everything was clear to her when she was with him. There wasn’t a haze of “maybe’s” and “what if’s.” And nothing could or would stop her now. She was invincible.
She now believed in fairytales and happy endings and in love. But most importantly, she now believed in herself.
She didn’t need everybody. She just needed him.
Shannon
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