I noticed him on a hot summer day. He came around my house quite often, and I could tell he had an eye for me. I went out to have coffee with him one day, and I soon began to fall for him. As I got to know him day by day, I started to realize he had nothing and was half empty inside. Many months passed. My feelings for him were very deep but I could tell he did not feel the same. I was in love, so was he but he was confused. I decided to be patient with him and show him what love can do to a person. I was filled with warm butterflies each time I saw him, and I could tell he knew. He had a loss of words for me. He had a soul that was lost and emotions that were blackened from his past. I knew I would be the light in his life.
I showed him ways to express his feelings to me, and he began to shed light. The lost soul he once had was not lost as it was. I began to notice some change in this man. I began to see the romance in him coming out. I knew what I had for him was true love, and he felt the same way for me. That year on Christmas Eve, he got down on his knees. He pulled out a promise ring, and promised me that he will do whatever he could in his power to be the best man he could be for me. He kept that promise. I was officially his girlfriend, and I was glad to call him mine.
Everyday he would tell me good morning in person and then over the phone when he would leave to work. It was an act of love and not just a simple routine. The little things he did was a way to show me how much love he had for me. I would tell him good night in person, and then call him before bed to say it one more time. That was a way to show my love for him. Our bond changed dramatically. He changed. I knew he would feel the same feelings I felt when I would see him.
I was the light that helped him break away from his blackened emotions that kept him so trapped and lost. I had found ways to show him love, and nurture him as if he never knew what it was like to be treated such a way. I could say I am truly happy with him. It is as if I am in a fairy tale. A lost man from a dark place finding his way to a home into open arms from someone with an open heart. I did not give up on him, for I knew what love could do to a person. I believed in him. I knew there was a kind-hearted man in there, and patience was just needed. I believed in him because this I believe that love can change a man.