She is not the girl who will cause a scene. You can take her anywhere.
She pulls off Dior as easily as she changes the oil in her car.
She’ll eat funnel cake and thinks Jesus is a badass, but understands why atheists disavow religion. No topic is off limits and if she doesn’t know, she’ll listen and learn.
She is the girl who will give you space, because she needs hers, and understands some seasons are all about hockey.
She’s not jealous and more fun than you’ve ever had. Spontaneous, but measured. Beautiful and kind. If the world is on fire, she’s the one who will not let you burn.
Her fearlessness and self-confidence are a stunning combination and in exchange for being by her side, she only asks one thing …
Who are you?
She doesn’t need the answer today and she may never ask it directly, but in everything she does her heart pushes her to be better and her soul fears she will never know she’s enough.
So as her lover, who are you? What are your edges? Can you try to love people simply as they are? Can you live in joy, but savor the cruel morbidity of life? Can you make things awkward and laugh at yourself? And when she wakes screaming in the middle of the night, can you hold her and not ask why?