When you told me that you’d take care of me I thought that for the very first time I would feel a sense of belonging - of love that I never felt growing up because my parents often fought and when things weren’t resolve I became their punching bag.  I showed you my scars and instead of grimacing like everyone else did, you kissed the long vertical lines that ran down my arms and legs and back.  

When I met you I thought that I didn’t need anyone else anymore.  Because as much as I was a people pleaser, ultimately when it came to love, I just needed it from you.  I didn’t have a long list of former lovers, which everyone expects or concludes when they meet a girl in her early twenties.  Because all along, I knew that when it came to dating and flirting and boys, I only needed one.  One person to change my life…and that was you.