We go our whole lives searching for our "soul mate" or that fairy tale ending. Its so cliche now to think that he's my knight in shining armor, but I don't care. I can't even begin to explain the magic that sparks when we kiss.
I once found it hard to believe that each person had another half somewhere in the world waiting for them, but I sit back and think how my life played out and how my best friend was right under my nose. Almost every little detail in our lives, had the slightest change we would have never met and its almost scary to think of that because I honestly can't picture my life without him.
He's one of the only people in the world that understands me, and thats on several different levels. He's the only person who can look in my eyes and see if I'm hurting, when it was so easy to hide it from everyone else. He tore down my wall and saved me from myself.
I wish I could describe the feeling I get when I'm in his arms. Its too simple to say I feel "Safe" because I feel way more then just that. I feel as if I'm off fighting a war with myself and the second I feel him I'm back home safe. I can't even begin to explain how every time he kisses me my mind shuts off and I could easily forget the world.
They say once you spend so much time with someone your minds become intuned to eachother. It wasn't that way with me and him, our minds always worked together.. he is infact my other half.
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