In Your Heart

In Your Heart

Before you, I knew that I would never be suited for a conventional love relationship. How could a woman who exists mostly in her own inner world, so tightly controlled, ever share a life with another person — until “death do us part,” no less? Every attempt I’d ever made at normal had failed miserably. I am too complicated, too particular, too anal as you put it.

But when I curl into your chest’s concave spot that is just my shape and size, and you wrap your arms around me, and you whisper, “I love you, sweetheart,” I don’t think you realize that I have found my safe and peaceful space in your heart — my happiest, hope-filled place. And my inner world isn’t just mine anymore. It’s yours, too.

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