I knew he loved me the moment he decided to stay.
I knew he loved me when, against all what he believed in, he still gave me that ring;
that he is still young
that he is still not ready
that we haven't been together long enough
I knew he loved me, because I could see it in his eyes. I knew he loved me even at times when I was confused whether he would hang out with me out of fear of confrontation, or because he really wants to see me. He still saw me and that's all that counts.
I knew he loved me when...I know he loves me because he does. Because things like that you just know. I know he loves me but I know that it takes a lot more than love. It takes effort to sustain and maintain a relationship - a long term, serious relationship.
Being engaged is hard, and being engaged without having a definite wedding date is even harder. But I know it's worth it. It's worth it because love is there.
I know he loves me.
He loves me.
1 comment:
The end of this reads like a poem! Love the rhythm of it. (And thanks so much for linking up, Sara!) xo
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