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When you kissed me for the very first time, I’d never realized how dead I used to feel. When your fingers carded through my hair and found every spot that made my knees weak, I realized you really did love me back. When the sun shone down on your face and kissed your reddened cheeks, I realized I needed to kiss you, to feel your body and to be yours.
I knew humans were fickle, I knew you weren’t perfect. I knew we’d get into arguments with you spewing insults that held no weight at all— you didn’t hate my stupid face, you didn’t think I was just plastic imitating a human, you didn’t not need me.
I was always there for you.
When your hands hold my hips as if they belong to you, I know that you adore me as much as I adore you. When my hands grip the sheets and you stop everything you’re doing to ask ‘Are you okay?’ with deep concern in your voice, I’m confident in knowing that you’d never hurt me. When you introduce me to your friends as your boyfriend without a glimmer of hesitation, I know we’re do or die for life. When your lips kiss mine and whisper ‘You’re beautiful, honey’, my legs tremble as if the earth is about to fall out from beneath us.
You are always here for me.
So when you lower yourself to one knee in front of me, I feel my thirium pump stop and there isn’t any pain alongside it. When you open the small box to show my engagement ring, all I can see is the diamonds in your eyes. When you ask ‘Connor, just marry me already?’, I feel the stars and the galaxies and the planets staring down at us, hushed and waiting for me to stop weeping.
We will always be here for each other.