Questions3-30-06Brittany Ariana Stone

Love.

Does anyone really know how it begins?

Does it begin with a look?

A smile?

A touch?

A kiss?

Does it begin before you realize it?

Perhaps.

I’m not sure how or when it began for me.

But it’s real.

Very real.

And it became my everything.

He became my everything.

And if I lost him.

I would have nothing left.

Nothing but my memories.

And the unanswered prayers.

The unattained hopes

The shattered faith.

Nothing but my broken dreams.

I adore him with every breath within me.

Every life giving heartbeat.

Perhaps every adrenaline rush is due to each thought of him.

My hand tingles each time he holds it.

My heart leaps each time I see him.

I never believed that I could be in love like this.

His kisses are filled with love and I wish that they’d never have to end.

So much love that is in his hands and in his lips.

So much love in his arms and in his hazel brown eyes.

So much love in my heart for him.

So much more than I thought existed within me.

So much love for him.

Much more than I ever thought I could.