Mitchell

Everything. He’s my everything. Everything good and precious, nothing bad or damaged. His name is engraved on my heart, my soul, and my mind. Losing him would be like losing a part of myself, for every part of me has a little bit of him in it.
My soul has gotten his name, his face, his voice, his body down to a tee. I look for him in every person I meet.
He is the one I will marry. I hope of it. He is nothing but extravagant, beautiful, sweet, precious, kind, and loving.
I hope he knows how much he’s saved me.

I love Mitchell.