He worked the dinner shift at a restaurant near my house and he would stop by to see me every night after work. Sometimes our visits lasted merely seconds, other nights he would stay out till the sun rose. One night, he delayed the start of a weekend trip with friends in order to see me. I told him that as much as I loved his visit, he couldn’t keep his friends waiting.
“I needed to see you just before I left,” he said to me softly, “since anything else just isn’t important enough.”
Postscript: That was the night I realized I loved him, but I didn’t say it till weeks later. Every day he makes me feel like I did that night, and I have never been this happy in my life. I have hope for our future together, because I know that with him life will always be beautiful.
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