Meeting Her

He just sat there and shook his head at her antics.
Every day that little slip of a woman made him laugh and smile.
Often he would go back to when they first met.
He could not ever forget how shivers washed over his soul when those beautiful green eyes stared into his own.
Now he could not get enough of staring into their depths.
He felt he could mine for the answers to the mysteries that she presented if he looked deeply enough.
But all he found was his soul staring back at him.
That took him a moment to puzzle out. He was not used to needing to be around someone this much.
He tried to avoid her at first. Never be alone with her too much.
Not after when they met he felt the connection.
This invisible thread that tied them together.
Dreams were filled with her slaying the dragons of the world with him or strolling along the beach at sunset.

He had realized within minutes of meeting her that she was rare; he had known within hours that she was everything he wanted.

This little one was priceless to him and he knew he had to take a chance.
It was time to make the dreams in his mind a reality.

Damn the consequences.