Little by little, it happened. At first, we fought like dogs and you drove me wild with anger, but it was never really anger that I felt. It was passion. I was mad with it. And though it took me forever to realize what you meant to me, you waited for me to see that it wasn’t a risk I was taking in loving you. It was right. It was magical. And it was pure. Not only was it the best thing that would ever happen to me, but it was what made us whole. For that, you will always be my savior and hero. All in one incredible piece.
© Sarah Doughty
The Magic Of Being by @gwlegan