My Invisible True Love

He's different.

Much different than any guy I've encountered.

He's quiet.

Very quiet than any guy I've met.

He's mysterious.

Mysterious than any person I've seen.

He's unique.

So unique that he almost reminds me of the characters from my books.

And he's beautiful.

So much beautiful than a glowing angel,

even if it seems he's covered in darkness.

Like many of us he's had a troubled past.

He's been abused,

hurt,

neglected,

judged,

bullied,

and alone his whole life.

After years of being tortured and alone,

he refuses to talk to anyone.

Anyone except me.

He trusts me because I'm the first to actually listen,

instead of judge.

He's around me because I'm the first to actually accept him,

instead of denigh him.

He runs to me because I'm the first to actually save him,

instead of leave him to suffer alone.

and he cares for me because I cared first,

rather than be among the many to abandon him.

I love him.

I love him because he's the only person who accepts me,

the only person who knows what's it's like to be different,

the only person who's always there to comfort me,

the only person who's not among the many to hurt and betray me,

the only person who lights my darkest hour,

even if he's covered in darkness himself,

and the only person who loves me for who I am and will never ever break my heart.

Nobody can have him.

Nobody can see him.

Nobody can hear him.

And nobody can touch him.

Nobody except me.

Message:

That's the type of guy I've always wanted. Not exactly dark and bad boy, but someone who would accept me for who I am. Lines 45-59 is what I want my true love to be. Someone who's not perfect, but is willing to fix his mistakes to be with me. To be with me because he wants to and truly loves me.

I thought I could share since this is a first. I never really shared something personal like this before.