C.J. English

I wrapped my arms around him like I was saving an oak tree.

We made love... and sushi.

His fingerprints covered my skin.

Every cell in my body was telling me that he was my happily ever after.

It was impossible not to fall in love with him.

I was getting what I had always wanted, him wanting me.

I wanted to know what it felt like to be loved by the man of my dreams.

I married a man who was as much a part of me as my own soul.

He didn't take any of my shit. I needed that.

I hope you outlive me so I never have to know what life is like without you.

He was the one I compared all others to.

It was as if we'd known each other for a thousand years.

I wanted the fairytale.

I needed him like I needed air to breathe.

We made love. Extraordinary love.

We talked about all the decades to come and how they would never be enough.