When she looked at him, all of the stress, anger, and troubles of life seemed to slip away. Her day was no longer about work but about the beautiful relationship that was forming before her eyes.
When she looked at him, her life didn’t seem real. She said it didn’t seem real because it was all too good to be true. Could someone really love her in the same way that she loved them? Why hasn’t he gotten tired of her yet? What was she doing differently this time that made her so special? These questions never got any sufficient answers no matter how many times he tried to reassure her that she was amazing, beautiful, smart, worthy.
It didn’t feel real because nothing had ever felt so mutual. She was never held to a high standard. She never set a high standard for herself. She always settled for less than she deserved and, ultimately, her excuse to herself was, “This is what love is”. Like that excuse was, somehow, supposed to make it all worth her time.
When she looked at him, she saw her world morph into something new. No longer did she have to dread going home. No longer did she have to walk on eggshells around everyone. She was able to seek refuge in the comfort of his arms without fail. She was, finally, able to receive the love that she was continually giving to others.
When she looked at him, he saw her. He didn’t just look at her body; He gazed into the deepest parts of her soul and found what she kept hidden there. She hid her fears, her thoughts, her dreams and all it took was for someone to care just enough to uncover the things she left behind the walls that she built around her heart.
When she looked at him, she realized that the efforts made in past relationships were not a waste of time but, rather, trials to show her that, eventually, someone would come along to appreciate all of the things that she did for the ones she loved.
When she looked at him she saw someone who was able to fall in love with all of her pieces. He was able to fall in love with the prices that she had spent so much time creating and perfecting and would still come up short but he loved her just the same. She was never going to be perfect and her efforts may not always come off the way she expected but her attempts were always with the best intentions.
She was an indefatigable lover; she loved without borders and without fear of commitment.
When she looked at him, she was home.