IF HE COULD SEE...

When I was a child, I believed in fairy tales. I truly believed, one day, a prince would come along and rescue me.

Okay, even then I knew he wouldn't be an actual prince. But I still had an image in my mind. He would be strong. Intelligent. And incredibly handsome.

He would be the type of man who could slay dragons. When he put his arms around me, I'd feel safe. I'd feel protected.

I searched. Several times, I thought I'd found him but it was never quite...right. I never felt that sense of security that I'd always dreamed of. I began to give up hope. Fairy tales weren't reality. It was time to wake up and realize real men weren't heroes.

Then I met him.

True love is partly how you feel about the other person and partly how that other person makes you feel. When I'm with him, I feel like that beautiful princess. I feel loved, cherished. I feel like we can get through anything...as long as we have each other.

I wish, for just five minutes, he could see himself as I see him. He'd see that he's the most incredibly intelligent, handsome, charismatic man I've ever met. If he could see himself through my eyes...he'd realize what a hero he truly is.

He recently joked that I should write him into one of my DIARY. He didn't realize there's a whole lot of him in every hero I write about. So why is it so hard to write how I feel about him?

I'm a WRITER.

Ours wasn't a conventional romance. There were plenty of bumps in the road...and still are. Yet I never imagined I could love someone so deeply for so long. It seems my love grows deeper with each passing day.

I love the way he says 'I love you' at random moments.

I love the way he makes even the most mundane things fun.

I love the fact that everyone who meets him instantly likes him.

I love the way our gazes always seem to find each other, even when we're surrounded by chaos. I love the LOVE I see in his eyes when he looks at me...and knowing that love is reflected in my own.

I love the way his arms feel around me. The way he smells. The way his hand fits around mine.

I love so many other things I can't write here...because they're private...and because it's more information than any of you want to know anyway!

Most of all, I just wanted to say I love him. And to figure out why this blog was the most difficult of anything I've ever written.

Maybe some things just can never be put into words?