Enough for me... (the story of a mad girl)



She was holding him in her arms, with his head resting on her chest. Rays of sunshine were penetrating through the window tenderly touching their bodies. One could only hear the gentle sound of the ventilation and feel the breeze of fresh cold air coming from it. She was caressing his face with the tips of her fingers, trying to comfort even his deepest fears. After a period of time when profound silence impregnated every inch of the room, she started to whisper:

~ I know you are hurting, my love. Trust me, I know how hard it is for you to take this step, to even trust me, to trust that we are going to be ok. I understand that you have doubts because my actions do not always align with my words, but I promise you, I promise you I will always give you the best I have. Now, this is my best, this hug, this comfort that I can provide, this is my very best. I need you to understand that you are enough for me. I need you to believe me! You are such a beautiful human being, with the most amazing and heartwarming smile, you touch everyone around you with your jolly spirit, you are funny, sometimes hilarious, you make me laugh...actually you are the only one that truly makes me in these moments. I need you to believe that I see you, I see your insecurities, I see your pain and I am here to embrace them, together with you. They make you whole, all these flaws, all the trauma you had to endure made you the man I craved for my whole existence. You have such a warm heart here in your chest and this heart is worth fighting for. I will stand by you and watch you grow, and transform. I will always stand by you. And if you stand by me we will make it. I am sure we will make it! You need to understand that you are enough for me just the way things are because I know, deep in my heart I know that together we can achieve our potential. Just bear with me a little. Just trust me a little more. And believe me when I say that you don't need to be more than you are to make me happy because I already am.~


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