I Don't Like The World, I Only Like You

Thenightbeforeweobtainedourmarriagecertificate,Iaskedhim,“Whendidyoustarttodevelopfeelingsforme?”

Heanswered,“Idon’tremember.”

“But,whyme?”

“Whynotyou?”

“I’mverypetty,andIgetjealousveryeasily.”

“SoamI.”

“I’mafraidI’mnotworthyofyou.”

“SoamI.”

“Ihaven’treallydated,soIdon’tknowwhatloveis.”

“Idon’tknoweither.”

Heheldmyhandgently,“ButIknowthis.WhenIthinkaboutspendingtherestofmylifewithyou,Ifeelthatmyfutureisfilledwithhope.”

At16,weusedthesameclassdesk,withlessthan10cmbetweenourarms.Myperipheralvisionwasfullofhim.

At26,Iwokeupinthemorning,andsawthesunlightsoftlyshiningonhisface.Ithought,thisishowIwanttogrowold–gradually,together,withhim.

Iguessthismustbelove.