A Silken Thread

She was totally genuine and he loved her.
Amazing, how he loved her.

Until that moment she hadn’t known it was possible for any woman to love any man this much.

She was his heart, the very epitome of his soul, and he loved her in a way he had thought he could never love a woman. In a way he truly hadn’t wanted to love a woman.

would honor her, love her and respect her for as long as he lived.

Instead, the more he’d gotten to know her, the more he’d wanted to become her forever kind of man.