• Rose petals dance in the wind as I dip my fingers along the water, making the reflection of the full moon into ripples. The night is cold, but the warmth my love for him gives my heart keeps me warm.

    There was a time when I thought he loved another, but I was wrong. He only loved me, and I only loved him, and it still is that way, and it always will be.

    He knows me better then anyone-better then I know myself.

    He always knows what I want for my birthday, just a single red rose. He knows my favorite songs, and I tell about my dreams. He wants to watch what I want to watch, even if it's a chick flick, he doesn't mind. He's brave and strong, smart, and very handsome, there' no one like him. He thinks I'm smart, and beautiful, and doesn't care for money, as my family is wealthy.

    He's risked his life for me more then once-he'll always protect me, but he knows I don't always need it. He can be a bit naive sometimes, but I always forgive him when something comes out the wrong way-I love him too much.

    "Hey, are you coming?" He asks. I turn to him from the water, and smiled at him. I nodded yes. I love him so much.

    "I know you hate going to hang out with the guys, they can be really rude sometimes. You don't have to come if you don't want to."

    I shook my head no. "Hey, heaven is where you are."

    He smiles back and takes my hand as we lean in for another kiss under the stars.