It's very very surreal to actually have somebody love me. I mean, to the extent that he loves me?
The love songs you hear? The fairytales you read? It's all real. Real love is real. True love is real.
We are down-to-earth. Grounded. In our twenties, with real life problems, dilemmas, but through it all- every time times are testing, he manages to turn things around, stay calm and optimistic. He just makes me more and more certain that he loves me and would do anything for me.
It's the first time that I have been loved so deeply. To have someone's heart belong to me entirely. I don't know if fairytales last forever, but even if things have gone past the fairytale stage, I know, I am sure that we will still both work to get things straight. There's nothing to be afraid of anymore. There's no need to keep my heart guarded anymore. Every little step I take, he's with me, watching me grow, caring for me, loving me. God, I am blessed and thank you for sending me this gift. I take full responsibility and full commitment. This love is magical, this path is treacherous, dangerous, challenging, exciting, wonderful, and I like it.
Here's to a great year ahead. Look forward and keep your head up. The greatest talent of mankind is to give and receive love, and articulate what love means to each one of us and the significant other. 2014, I've found The One. The One who loves me. Bless this year, bless us, bless my family, bless everyone's health. Here's to a happy and fruitful year! Live Life Love!
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It's never felt so real, it's never felt so right. I don't want to mess this thing up, you might just be the one that I've been waiting for my whole life.
