I am his lost parts and he is mine.
It's like two souls finding each other at last. I feel like I'm sixteen again. He respects and appreciates me. He worships the ground I walk on. He admires my strengths and takes me for what I am. When we had a tiff, it was difficult, but we soon made up after discussing it and neither one of us came out feeling bad nor did we blame each other for the misunderstanding. The experience was just as it should be with a couple. This took place after we had decided to go steady, so it was quite a scurry for a while. But I know I must give it all my attention and so does he. We enjoy our times together. Only time will tell the rest of our story, but for now, I am his lost parts and he is mine.