She has the kind of smile that makes you want to show her your soul, and the kind of eyes that tell you she can already see it. Misty Day is unlike anyone I've ever met before. It's like she has this cosmic connection to the universe and me. Misty knows me better than I know myself and that is both thrilling and terrifying. I'm constantly afraid that she'll see just how awful I am and leave me.
But still, after countless nights of waking up screaming and many days filled with uncontrollable tears, Misty loves me. I will always be grateful that she chooses to spend her life with me. Misty could have anyone she wanted. Her wild blonde hair and quirky, beautiful personality enchant all who meet her. Yet she picked me to love and to cherish and to hold, forever.
I can not fathom why. I'm nothing really, just a nearly powerless witch with mismatched eyes, a scarred face, and a broken soul. But when Misty kisses me, she glues the little pieces of me back together.
It's like I'm a fragile baby bird that Misty cradles close. She looks at me with wonder instead of pity and I will always cherish that. Misty looks at everything with wonder really, but especially me.
I love how she can be captivated by the simplest things, like a butterfly landing on her arm or the ocean waves crashing against sharp rocks. She can't wrap her mind around why something as vast and beautiful as the sea would keep coming back to the same painful place.
I often think the same thing about Misty; why a magnificent, free spirit like her would keep coming back to a worthless, useless girl like me? But when I'm in her strong sun tanned arms, I feel important.
Misty always has kind words and sweet caresses to pull me out of the darkness when I fall down into that familiar pit on self-hatred. For 20 years it was all I knew, but Misty has given me light. I rarely fall back down, and now when I do Misty is here to help me up.
She says she's never going to leave me. Maybe it's foolish of me, but I believe her. Yes, Misty has this smile that makes me feel safe enough to open up my soul, and these sparkling eyes that let me know she loves what she sees.