It was an over all catastrophe. A beautiful, incredible catastrophe. I never believed that I could love anyone as much as I loved her at that moment. She was all I needed to see, needed to hear. Her laugh suddenly picked me up from the misery of the outcome. It was then that I realized that she was the outcome, and she loved me too. Out of all the people who say, "I love you, Abby" she was the first person I ever believed who actually loved me. She whispered it so quietly, I thought I had heard wrong, but sure enough she looked at me with soft eyes, and all my pain faded away for a moment. This wasn't the first time she had said it, it wouldn't be the last time, but it surely was the first time I accepted the words completely. Now I knew that there would be no way of stopping us. Even when we'd become old and married. Old and parents, grandparents, and great grandparents. We would grow old together. Best friends until the end of time gets bored and forever turns into tomorrow. Best friends until our hearts blew up from years of wear, tear, and way too much love. This was it.
A Static Sensation Community Member 
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