He’s my favorite story to tell. It’s weird actually. I never thought I would find someone that had everything that I could possibly want in a person. I never knew this love. It wasn’t the stories I  read online. Far from it actually. I wasn’t swept off my feet, wasn’t happy ever after, I wasn’t even the girl he loved. But I loved him. When I would work with him, I would catch  myself looking for him to make sure he’s okay. I would stay a little longer just to see if I can get to talk to him or see him. I would go out of my way to show him how much I cared but it wasn’t enough for him to love me the way he loved her. The way I saw myself blossom with him and to experience was something I’m eternally grateful for.