To witness a man at his best is a blessing. The very detail of his existence becomes a daily obsession. From the bed, to the shower, to the mirror he stands in front of while dressing. His love is refreshing, his intellect is most interesting, and his
fidelity I never have to question. His natural born instinct to protect, only makes me want to protect him. His fear of being inadequate only makes me want to share my insecurities. This will only establish greater security. His need for excitement only makes
me want to explore. His need to be understood only makes me want him more. His need to be free makes me open a door. He is a King! Therefore, he understands the value of both, his Queen and all the things that he and his Queen have worked extremely hard
for. He will be back, and for him, there will always be an open door. I will continue to witness this man at his best and admire the details of his exsistance. Some day, I will find a way to repay him for all that he is and all that he does. One day, I will
attempt to measure the amount of my love. As of today, he must know that I am most loyal. He deserves it; it is because of his love that he is most royal.