I’m sure everyone has heard the saying that ‘good things come to those who wait’…well as impatient as I am, I found it. No, scratch that. IT found ME. It = LOVE. My knight in shining armor. My king. My hero. My everything. He is amazing, the total package from intelligence, to looks, to personality, to being my equal sexually (extremely important). I heart him. He’s witty, and funny, always making me laugh. Always puts me first. Treats me exactly like I treat him; an equal.

“I just want to be the one for you baby.” - Him

Damn.

All the bad, spoiled, rotten apples I went through, and I finally found the perfect fruit. I can’t wait to be court-side at his games, cheering him to victory. And if his teams loses, I’ll console him. All night long. Even when I went back to exes, tried to make it work with fools, he was there. All along. I dig him like a shovel. I’m so in love, I don’t care how corny that was. Lol. My heart. My soul. My body. My mind. My strength. Everything is his. And he’s all MINE.

He came. He saw. He conquered. And will be forever. And ever.