I came to you, broken and scared,
Shielding myself from all.
To no person would I my heart bear.
No, I would not risk it again. I would not fall.

I reasoned with myself,
I asked a rhetorical, "Who?"
I put my feelings upon the shelf,
Never to think of you.

Slowly but surely you gave me valor,
To break out of my shell.
I knew, deep down I deserved more.
Than what I had... my living hell.

I played and I teased,
Never giving you what you sought.
All the while you kept me appeased,
While with my own emotions I still fought.

Finally, one fateful night,
It all came to an end.
During one playful fight,
You took me by the hand.

You pulled me near,
Right out of the blue,
And whispered only so we could hear,
"I think I love you."

My heart beat fast away,
What was I to do?
I thought a moment, and knew exactly what to say,
"I think I love you, too."

I know my soul isn't fully healed,
But you've given it a head start.
Now, I don't hold back -- I feel.
And I thank you, from the bottom of my heart.

Penned by my hand on the 10th of Chronos, in the year 403 AF.