Completion

To love is a great thing, but to be loved is the completion of one's soul. To feel at peace with your own heart. To know the search for the perfect one is over is the closest thing one can get to heaven on earth. It's that warm feeling you get when you see her smile, the way she enfolds a sick child into her motherly embrace, or maybe it's the way she makes you feel safe and secure by just holding you. She doesn't have to say anything...merely be close to you. Somehow your heart tells you. Somehow it screams her name every minute of the day. You begin to realize it when you think an hour is a long time without any sort of contact with her. When you literally cannot fall asleep without telling her goodnight. Maybe when you roll over and see her sleeping soundly beside you. When you reach out to caress her face unknowingly and all seems right in the world. Maybe it's then you realize that your heart has been stolen by this magnificent creature. So you just lay there and study every inch of her...trying to memorize everything about her. Maybe it's at that EXACT moment when she opens her eyes and smiles that it finally dawns on you...
"She is...My Completion"