You hear about it in movies, in books…maybe even in those mega cheesy perfume commercials, but did you know that there are still men out there that can really do it. At first we were strictly platonic- just a couple friends driving back and forth from work. Then one day, while telling a story, he grabbed my hand…and it lingered. My heart skipped a couple beats, I could feel my blood beginning to rush and I went home only to realize that this man hadn’t only grabbed my hand, he’d grabbed my heart along with it. The rest was a whirlwind, this unbelievable rush that even I couldn’t get a hold on. He consumed every part of me. He knew my past and grew to respect me for the woman I became because of it. I learned about him- how he rose from the ashes and became the man of my dreams in the process. Our first kiss was magic, sparks could have flown and I wouldn’t have even noticed because all I could see were his eyes, those beautiful eyes, staring back into mine. He makes me feel like nothing can touch me, like no one can hurt me- his love is what gives me hope that yesterday can be forgotten and the future will exceed our expectations. He swept me away in a way that no one ever has before. His heart, his smile, his touch, the way he laughs at my laugh, the way he looks at me while I get ready in the morning, the way his neck smells when I lay across his chest. I could go on for hours and hours about all the things I fell in love with, but in the end, I just know that God put him in my path for a reason. Sometimes I wonder what he sees in me, I’m not the prettiest, the smartest, the most talented, the funniest…but he makes me feel loved, like no one has ever loved me before. I wish I could make him realize the impact he’s had on my life, he took a broken girl and made her whole. He fell for someone with a world of problems but only saw the solutions that I couldn’t. He’s mine, and I’m his. And nothing has ever made me happier.