Everyone always told me that when you stop looking, you'll find something that you've been looking for. Sort of like, when you can't remember something, as soon as you stop trying to think about it, it comes into your head.
I had pretty much given up. I thought that what I was looking for didn't even exist. How many times have I, with a half heart, gone out looking for nothing much? People who were just a shadow of what I was truly searching for or what I deserve.
I've been through enough in my life to realize my worth. I know my faults. I know that I'm not perfect, and I'm not looking for someone to meet any sort of grand perfect standards that I have. I also know that I am an inherently good person. I know that I deserve to be happy, cared for, comforted... I deserve all the good things in life that I've been looking forward to, praying about, and wishing for.
He told me what my heart was saying, and he was right. He asked me to bare my soul, and he embraced all of the flaws hidden within. He told me that he likes to laugh, but in turn, makes me smile and laugh more than I can remember doing in so long. He thinks my fingers are beautiful!
I feel giddy again, like at a middle school dance, waiting for my crush to ask me to dance. Except, now the giddiness is a grown up kind of feeling. He makes me feel again. He makes me hope again. He makes me happy, and I don't want it to stop.
Maybe he will be the one to finally ask me to dance!
