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He wasn't right. He was too big, too bright and I wasted my time chasing after someone who didn't want to be caught. I went in circles and through hoops trying to please him, until something tugged at my heart and I turned around and saw you. (Because while I was watching him, he was watching her, but you were watching me.) You are just fine, all mine and you have a dimple in your cheek and a gap in your teeth and you sewed my heart back together with one smile that danced around the edges of my mind all day. Your voice has a melody that sounds like love. He wasn't right, but you are.
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