I wanted to know what it felt like to be loved by the man of my dreams.

I needed him like I needed air to breathe.

We talked about all the decades to come and how they would never be enough.

I wanted the fairytale.

We made love. Extraordinary love.

Every cell in my body was telling me that he was my happily ever after.

He didn't take any of my shit. I needed that.

It was impossible not to fall in love with him.