the dream.

Jessy knew then. This was special.
She said-

" he made me smile, my heart if nothing but free. Finally someone is here, to accept my cynical self. To gather me, and to take pride in my imperfections.
For him, I am the world, for him I stand true. for him I am what life means. To call me, to wait for me and break me and cherish me.
For him I exalt in my being, with him I am strong. He is the cloud which shades me, understands the million facades I have. Appreciates my agony and wants me and all my jaded heart. He gives me all, patiently waiting for me to understand, the million ways he would live his life 'only' for me.

Him I know, would never surrender me, him I know would never break my heart. Him I know would hold me tight and make me realize my zillion dreams. He knows the twinkle in my eyes, the mischief breaking through my smile as well as the slight droop around the corners of my lips.

For him my eyes are his world, the strands of my hair holding his world strong. For it is him, who puts me to sleep, waking up at my first call. In his million tiny ways he came through my jaded heart. Asking me not to hate, yet understanding my need to hate. He has seen through my teary eyes, the low voice. He has followed me places, just to be near me. In many ways, it is now that I feel at the receiving end of love instead of the giving. Being spoiled with love is something new. "

And Jesse knew. This is special. Being cared for, being taken care of is something so new.