16.
Today had taught me one thing about my relationship with Takeru. Without him I was only half a person. Half of nothing. But with him at my side I mattered, if only to one person I was something. I planned to live for being that someone for the rest of my life. I always wanted to be the one person Takeru could trust. The one he could run to, I wanted him to know that I would love him unconditionally and eternally. I wanted him to know that he was the only one that could make me smile when I was sad, the only one who got to see the real me instead of the act I put on for the fangirls, or the friends, or the band members. Takeru knew me better than anybody else ever would.
And I was determined never to lose that. I never wanted to be half of nothing again, as long as he was with me I never would be.
The rest of my life would be like this, like that night when I kissed away Takeru's bruises. When we made love for the second time and he really did enjoy it that time without nearly as much wincing or digging into my back as the first. But nothing would ever be like that first time. I would never forget any of our firsts, from the first time I saw him and realized right then that I wanted to take care of Takeru as he grew up, that I would protect him and shelter him to the first time we had makeup sex. These were times I would file away in my mind for later use. If ever I needed them again.
We'd started our lives together, and we would end them the same way. I only hoped that we could on for as long as possible. Because I couldn't imagine being without him even in death.
I wouldn't be.
FIN
Today had taught me one thing about my relationship with Takeru. Without him I was only half a person. Half of nothing. But with him at my side I mattered, if only to one person I was something. I planned to live for being that someone for the rest of my life. I always wanted to be the one person Takeru could trust. The one he could run to, I wanted him to know that I would love him unconditionally and eternally. I wanted him to know that he was the only one that could make me smile when I was sad, the only one who got to see the real me instead of the act I put on for the fangirls, or the friends, or the band members. Takeru knew me better than anybody else ever would.
And I was determined never to lose that. I never wanted to be half of nothing again, as long as he was with me I never would be.
The rest of my life would be like this, like that night when I kissed away Takeru's bruises. When we made love for the second time and he really did enjoy it that time without nearly as much wincing or digging into my back as the first. But nothing would ever be like that first time. I would never forget any of our firsts, from the first time I saw him and realized right then that I wanted to take care of Takeru as he grew up, that I would protect him and shelter him to the first time we had makeup sex. These were times I would file away in my mind for later use. If ever I needed them again.
We'd started our lives together, and we would end them the same way. I only hoped that we could on for as long as possible. Because I couldn't imagine being without him even in death.
I wouldn't be.
FIN