"You are the biggest paradox I've ever known. You're insecure in everything you do, yet you love yourself to a point of total narcissism. You're warm and endearing one second but indifferent and aloof the next. Some days we could talk about the universe until sunrise and others a simple smile in my direction is too much to expect of you. You confuse me in every fucking way possible, but one thing is clear to me: despite the absolute train wreck that you are, I am irrevocably and totally in love with you, and I don't know what the hell to do about it." He stared at me. I was rendered speechless. Even after everything that had happened to me, after pushing him away, he still wanted me. "Do you love me?" He questioned fearfully, "Do you still want me? Or are we wasting our time?" All I knew was that I loved him before I even met him. I knew I loved him when home went from being a place to being a person. But as my hands shook and my heart raced, I didn't know if I could say it aloud.