I try to be cute.
I make the cutest faces.
My hair is getting so long.<3
In the summer of 2011 this boy walked into my life. 17 years old, 5’8, 130 pounds, pale white skin, deep golden brown eyes, reddish blonde hair, a stunning smile, and a birthmark around his left eye. When I first met him I never thought he would be so important to me… Just another person I thought I would have to build a wall around. I was 14 and alone with memories of my past. My best friend brought me to his house and as we pulled up into his drive way I saw him standing on his porch, clad in black skinny jeans and a band shirt smoking a cigarette. Instantly I pushed him away from the start. But there was something about him… Something that make it impossible to pick up the next brick.
School started and I walked in as a freshman, him as a junior, and we started seeing each other everyday in the cafe and in the hallways shooting each other awkward glances and small waves as we passed one another. Confused on why he smiled at me and made an effort to talk to me when I was blocking him out, we started talking more and more, until he started following me around school like a puppy, walking me to classes, and popping up at my locker. We texted every night and talked all day in school and a couple months into the school year I realized I was letting him into my life, that I was opening my heart to him and falling for him.
On November 11, 2011 he walked me to my bus like he did every day and hugged me really tight and said he had a question for me, so I looked up at him and asked what it was he was thinking. He looked back down at me his golden eyes looking deep into my blue ones, smiling softly he asked me to be his.
I felt my heart in my chest… I don’t know if it skipped a beat or if it sped up but my breath caught in my chest and I smiled back, and buried my face in his chest, whispering yes. He lifted my up my chin with a finger and kissed me.
I’m 16 now and he’s 19 and from that day on… We have been inseparable. He’s been there for me through thick and thin, he never let go of my hand, and regardless of the Hell we’ve been through he can still look me in the eyes with all the love in the world, kiss me and tell me he loves me with all his heart. He calls me his beautiful princess, and his lovely babygirl everyday and tells me how lucky he is to have a girl like me to kiss and hold everyday, to share secrets with, to laugh with, and curl up and sleep with, to cry with, and to spend the rest of his life with. He holds me tight when he sleeps and wakes up full alert even if I move an inch. When I asked him why he said he’s afraid of someone taking me away from him. When he can’t spend the night we waits until, I fall asleep so I don’t have to watch him leave as he kisses me and leaves me his hoodie to wake to and wear when he’s not there with me. He loves it when I cook for him and get excited and thanks me for every breakfast and dinner I make him and tells me how delicious it is. He watches cute love stories with me and hugs me when I cry at the end, and holds me tight when we watch scary movies and tells me he’s going to protect me from all the scary monsters, that they can’t get me with him there. He kisses every scar I put on my body from my past, and wiped away each tear before it even had time to fall. He showed me all his scars and told me his story and the horrors he’s seen and let me hold him as I kissed him and wiped away every tear. He tells me how we can’t ever connect to another girl the way he connects to me and that he can never let me go because I’m all he wants, scars, and all, and that he wouldn’t have it any other way. He put down the bottle, the drugs, and the razor he used to block out memories of the road he’s traveled. He stopped the parties and the girls and got a job and tells me how he’s sick of it all, that we doesn’t want it anymore, and that I bring him true happiness and helped him find strength without all the alcohol, drugs, and parties. He said that I’m the girl he wants to marry and have kids with in the future and that this is the start of forever. Baby, I love you… I love you more than anything in the world. Thank you so much for saving me from myself, from my past and from the pain, I couldn’t have done it without you. Thank you for putting so much trust and faith in me, and thank you for being there for me everyday. You’re my puppy, my babyboy, my soulmate, my true true love, and my forever. I know we’re young, but I believe in you and I believe in us, and I’m such a lucky girl to have you and to have found you at such a young age. You’re all I could ever want and I hope this is how it’s going to be not just for the past two years but for years to come. You and Me Forever Baby… and Always.