Add to that her dark, soulful eyes, pouty lips, and a body covered in gorgeous art, and I knew I needed to make her mine.

She's a walking contradiction of sass and strength and determination, hidden by insecurity and self-doubt. She's everything I could ever want or need, but she doesn't see what I see.

I want to take away her pain. To be the one to make her laugh, to make all her dreams come true. I need to prove to her that I'm not him, that no matter what, I'll be right there beside her. Loving her.

If only she could see herself through my eyes, she would understand we were made for each other.