His Handshake!

It all started with a handshake.

It was a unique handshake. Different from everyone else’s handshake. After we met, the stars aligned to show us the path to one another. He made me laugh, he always makes me smile. We were friends at first, but it quickly turned into love. He always says the right thing, at the right time. He treats me with complete and utter respect.

It was high school and he would always walk me to class. As he would leave to go to his class, we’d shake hands, our handshake. He was honest and gained my trust faster anyone else ever has. He also trusted me; he shared his story with me. We created a bond that can withstand anything. He is too good to be true but he is real and he loves me wholeheartedly. He has had to endure his fair share of hardships; but he has, against all odds, persevered through all those hardships. His strength is unmatched and his bravery is unreal. He taught me to love and to let go of my inhibitions. He taught me to trust in myself.

I have never been in love before, but I know this is real. His voice is soothing, his hugs are comforting, and his smile is reassuring. He is charismatic, charming and beautiful. He is patient, powerful, and loving. He is funny, childish and mature. He is educated, smart and looks (really) good in a suit. He is a dreamer. And he is my love.

It all started with a handshake.

His hand lovingly holding mine.