When we had first met, we had simply passed by as if you another stranger.
Though, at the time, that's all you were.
We met again at work; you were holding a dried rose.
Our eyes met for an intense moment.
I turned and left; as fast as I could to get away from those piercing ice eyes.
I simply had to get away.
Then you were at the same school--my dorm mate, even--and you had befriended my brother.
It takes talent to be able to do such a thing, but you did it with ease.
You're perfect.
You always have been, and you always will be.
You support me and my brother, and even our friends.
It was always you who I would turn to for guidance.
It was you who brought my brother out of the dark despair he had fallen into.
Without you, We are nothing.
I am nothing.
And there is no one I would rather be with...
...than with you.