I awoke in his arms, cradled like a baby. The light touched his face in an ethereal way, reminding me that it was by the grace of God Himself that he was there. Regardless of the miles of distance that separated us, he was finally with me and I was at peace.
It wasn’t just that I liked him or that he liked me. It wasn’t just that when we walked from the metro that he would purposely take the longer route just to have more time to hold my hand. There was no one part of our relationship that weighed heavier than the other. What brought so much harmony to my life was the pure synergy of being with him. It was written all over my face: Complete vulnerability with a man that I knew could take care of me and love me unconditionally.