I have never loved a man like I love Steven. Ever.
I didn't know it could be like this.
I look at him, and see him as flawless. Whether he is sleeping, talking, puking, yelling, whispering, or kissing me...he is always flawless.
I feel complete with him. And incomplete without him.
He never bores me. I want to eat the words that come out of his mouth. I hang on...listening, intrigued.
His smell is intoxicating. His taste addictive. His feel calming, yet arousing.
I never thought that I could open up to someone the way I have him. I have given it all to him, piece by piece, and don't regret any of it.
I believe that things happen for a reason. We are too different, too unlikely to have met in a normal way. We were brought together on that cold, wet Saturday last February. He needed me. I needed him. And we were brought together.
All good things in life have obstacles. All good things have challenges. We are definitely victims of both.
A love like ours is a once in a lifetime experience.
