What makes a man a man? Is it how tough he portrays himself? Is it how he can face extreme odds without fear? Is it when times get hard he knows just what to do without aid? I think not. A man is only as strong as the women next to him. When times get rough they are stronger together rather then apart, but of course know one realizes that until the other walks into their life. What makes a man? The same thing that makes us all. Our other half, the one that holds the strength that we lack. The one that can pick up the slack when it is too hard for one to bear alone. Let me tell you about mine.
Trials, as humans we will face many throughout our life time. Some we will face alone and many more by choice. Its one thing to face a trial without aid or support it can make us stronger. It can allow us to learn and strengthen ourselves through time. It is one thing to face it alone and something totally different when facing it with someone who is willing and waiting to face it with you no matter what the cost. To have someone next to you to pull you back up while walking through that tunnel and vise versa. You see the problems all around you and when others would run in the face of such adversity you feel a tug. Something that holds you back and keeps you locked in place. Your conscience reminds you of your surroundings and reminds you that this time things are different and that you are ready to face this. All you do is look down and in your hand another one rests. And in that moment you feel warm, you feel safe and ready, and the once big problems now seem like nothing and you smile. A smile that for a time was absent and misplaced. And you wonder “where did it come from?” and you feel yet another tug at your side. You look up…
And you can’t believe your eyes. You see her face and in an instant start picking away at every detail. The way she smiles =]. It’s the first thing you notice. It’s not just any smile it’s more then that. Within that one smile you see everything you have ever wanted. In that one smile you already belong to her. It’s a smile that you never want to look away from or even blink in the fear that if you do you will miss the most beautiful thing this life as ever known. The way she laughs =]. When you finally come into focus you realize it was that very sound that broke you out of your coma and dropped you into a state euphoria. That one sound was more beautiful then any professional orchestra, more beautiful then the sound of a bird during a summer rain storm. Brighter then the sun itself and in that light lit a flame of passion deep within your heart.
Nothing could compare to that moment when you first laid eyes on her. A combination of beauty and grace. You look into her eyes last and get lost in what seems like forever. Eyes so gorgeous, so intoxicating, so mesmerizing you can’t help but stare. You know then and there that she will be the last thing on your mind before you go to sleep and the first thing on your mind when you wake up. She grips your hand tighter and in an instant you become a man. A man with the strength to face anything not alone but rather side by side with the one he loves. Ready to stare down the tunnel ready to face whatever the world throws their way. A team that was fragile apart, but unstoppable together. She is his heart, his soul, his EVERYTHING.
 13xOkada · Thu Nov 13, 2008 @ 05:09am · 1 Comments |
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