One More Valentine. [ManxMan] 🦂

Clayton

Waiting is sign of true love and patience. Anyone can say I love you, but not everyone can wait and prove it's true.

🍸❤.

Love is happiness and sorrows. It's tears of joy and tears of pain.

Love is a friend and sometimes, love is an enemy.

But love is love. And it's wonderful if you find it in this world of ours.

I found it.

I found love when I was ten.

I still remember all the words I called it back then. Like. Crush. Puppy love. But it's still love. I remember feeling butterflies swimming in my belly whenever I saw this cute next door neighbor kid. Who always had a smile on his face. Especially when he was with his mother.

I wanted that happiness.

But above all, I wanted to be the one to give it to him.

And when he said hello for the first time, I knew we could be good friends. We could stay our whole lives as neighbors. Together in one house maybe one day.

I Was young. What did I know? Only when I reached highschool, my feelings got stronger. Whenever I saw him laughing with someone else, I got hurt. I only wanted him to see me. To look at me. To share his happiness with me.

And when I almost lost him this morning, I saw my happiness drifting away. Living me breathless.

Lance is love. Lance is joy. Lance is everything in happiness. And I am glad I have him beside me.

They say, sometimes people need time apart to get stronger. I don’t believe that.

I am stronger when he is by my side. I am happier when he smiles at me. I am crazier when he is crazy with me. Even when he breaks my heart and I lose all hope, I still get back from him, because he is my world. My everything.

I watch him peacefully sleeping in my arms. My heart sings in joy.

My heart loves this man. I love this man.

And I will do anything to show him just that.

I take my phone at the night stand and look at the watch, it's 4am in the morning. I laugh at myself. Once upon a time, I could watch him sleep like this while my heart screams to get him back, but now? Now I am watching him while my heart sings hallelujah after getting him back.

I am filled with joy. Unconditional joy I can't explain.

I watch him one more time.

My world is okay. We are okay. We will be okay. One more day at a time. I will fix everything between us.

With that in mind, I start messaging the most important people. People who helped today. everyone who made sure I could get my man back in my arms.

I make plans. I make deals. And the fun part is, most of them reply immediately and I wonder. Were they waiting for feedback all this time?

When I am done, I put the phone aside and hold my husband once more. He shifts but gets closer to me.

I smile and kiss his forehead. “ I love you.” I whisper. “and I hope tomorrow will be the beginning of us.”

***

“Is he still sleeping?” mom asks.

“What do you think, he probably broke his hip or something.” Evan says. The guy has no filter.

“Evan.” I warn. But a smile on my face.

Evan is my friend. I have known him since highschool till university. He is the one who introduced his brother to me yesterday when I needed help and he wasn’t in town.