Someone who calls her beautiful. Someone who remembers her sorrow before her happiness. Someone who pulls her up when she is down. Who pushes her forward when she's ready to give up. Who looks deeply in her eyes to read her thoughts. Who knows what every tilt of her head means; who can see the idea formulating before she herself understands it. Someone who loves her insanity; adores her insecurity; laughs at her compulsiveness. Someone who runs his fingers through her hair; who wipes her tears; who misses her eyes.
Someone who doesn't judge her; who's seen all her faults and still wants her. Someone who tells her that the world is a happy place when she's happy. Someone who understands her words through her sobs. Someone who's proud of her; who tells her she's strong and tells the whole world about it. Someone who believes her when she says she'll be famous one day even though she doesn't believe it herself.
Someone who holds her in his arms and she feels safe. Someone who dances with her late into the night; kisses her like there's no tomorrow. Someone who listens to her stories without ever getting bored. Someone who appreciates her details and opens her eyes to the beauty within her she never saw before. Someone who sees the twisted darkness inside her and thinks it's amazing. Someone who'd stand by her no matter what. Someone she can call her equilibrium. Someone she can't replace with anyone else. Someone who impersonates the true meaning of selfless love. Someone who's not perfect, but is perfect....for her.
Someone like you.
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