Him

It wasn't his physical features, it was something in his eyes. Those eyes held secrets. They looked at everything and everyone with skepticism, but when they landed on me, they held love and hope...i never wanted that to happen. I never wanted love, but I was intrigued. What did he want from me?

He always asked how I was. He always let me hold him, something he knew I loved doing. He always made sure to check on me from time to time. He bought me gifts and held me in public. He smiled whenever he saw me and made sure no one bullied me.

I loved everything he did. I did. I always craved for affection and I loved that I was getting it from him. But no. He didn't deserve me! He just didn't deserve someone useless. He deserved better.

My demons made sure to tell me.

"He doesn't love you. He just pities you. Do you ever think someone as worthless as you could find love?"

I laughed at myself for ever thinking I could ever find love.

"I'll end this charade, he deserves more."

I stared at the phone, hesitant to call.

He'd pick up, as always, and assure me again.

Nevertheless, I did it anyways.

His voice was my weakness. I was like a child when I heard his voice.

Even my demons seemed to just shut up.

I tried to say something but I just couldn't.

In the end I just broke into tears and kept saying "I'm sorry."

He assured me but it wasn't enough.

I didn't know how he got in, but I felt his arms around me, like a warm blanket on a cold night.

He kissed my eyes and said

"Forget your demons. I'm here now and I'll chase them away, forever. They'll never haunt you. Just let me be yours."

I did make him mine. And sure enough, I never heard from my demons again.