"Forevers only exist in dreams. They are not reality," she spoke, entwining hands with the most beautiful man beside her, shining brighter than the stars above their head.

The guy smiled and looked at her with a fond expression. He was soft for her, a whole new being when with her. He wasn't sure if she was the one but at that moment, underneath the blanket of the twinkling night, she was the one in his heart.

"If they only happen to exist in dreams, I'd gladly live in them," he spoke, kissing her temple. She looked at him, more clearly under the moonlight. Everything she did with him made sense to her. She knew it was the very feeling she was afraid of.

It was Perfect

It was Love

Author's Note: This has been in my drafts and I wanted to do something for the two-year anniversary of a friendship that started here. Thank you humans for always being there.