Many years passed, and as this young girl grew to become a young woman, she stood steadfastly against the idea of love. For her, it was an idealistic mistake meant only for the fools that believed it could exist in a pure and beautiful form. Of course, she dabbled in experiencing a very shallow form of these emotions, as many young women do. However, she found that even these little experiences proved to be too painful for her to endure, and so, she shut in her heart completely. No majestic prince would come on a gleaming white stallion to gallantly save her from her passionate desperation; there was no point in waiting.
Well, this young woman was right. There would be no majestic prince. In his place came the slightly shy and a little bit awkward, yet perfectly endearing young musician in a run-down Jaguar that had a CD player that skipped every time the car accelerated.
At first, she was anxious and perhaps a bit too cautious. She knew that it was dangerous to allow herself to feel anything. It could end in pain, just like all of the others. But she grew to discover that this young man could be trusted with her heart, even in its most fragile of states. And so bit by bit, piece by piece, she gave him her heart and for the first time in her life, she felt that it would be safe in another's hands. There was only one step left to take. Nervously, but with as much conviction as she could gather, she looked into his eyes and said the words that she swore would never leave her lips: I'm In Love With You.
And he smiled, and he kissed her, and he didn't have to say anything for her to know that he felt the same swelling in his heart that she felt in hers.
And the revelation was complete.
yes. YES.
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