It was a battle trying to find those right words for that right time. I'm not going to lie, I loved her with a passion because I was able to get to her on every level. She was my heart and I was willing to give her my one heart. I couldn't defend myself with her and I got nothing but emotionally vulnerable with her. I was real as I could be and just talked from my heart. It was considerable pain that I was willing to take. I felt like if I had her in my life, god didn't need to grant anymore wishes that I may have asked for. With her, I had no reason to feel any depths of solitude. I had nothing but unconditional love for her. I was trying not to get too personal but she opened me up and I became more sensitive than anything. When I fell in love with her, I felt this was it, no other girl has ever done this to me before but in terms of writing or telling how I felt, I couldn't do it. That spirit I got, was killed. Only because I wasn't lonely anymore, I didn't have to feel any remorse of any previous girls I had met or gotten to know. She made those feelings blow over and filled me up with nothing but happiness.
