Run.

I ran. I ran as fast as I could. "I love you." That was all. That was all that I had said. I ran.
I ran far from that place. I was scared. Scared to discover his reaction. Scared to feel rejection.
Scared to be broken. Scared of someone being better than me. Scared. Through the streets I ran.
Through the sheets of rain, I ran. Through the sheets of tears, I ran. Far I ran. Long I ran. To somewhere I've never been.
To an unknown street corner. To an unknown alley. Then I feel it. The grasp. The grasp of pain. The grasp of fear. The grasp of deceit. The grasp of loyalty. The grasp of true love. I flip. I flip around. Face to face. Moisture consumes my face. I'm crying. He's breathing. He's breathing hard. He's smiling. He's smiling that perfect smile. The flawless smile. The genuine smile. The smile I fell in love with. The smile that caught my heart. Slowly moving closer. One step. One breath. One hand on my waist. The other holding my chin. Holding all of me. Drawing my face closer. Wrapping around me. Around my heart. His eyes lock with mine. Brown holding Blue. Never letting go. Never wavering. Whispers. They were just whispers. He whispered what my heart wanted to hear. He whispered, "I love you."
 A single tear falls. The last tear of loneliness. The last tear of fear. A new rain begins. A rain of hope. A rain of acceptance. A rain of purity. A  rain of trust. A rain of love.   He draws me close until we touch. Touch like a feather. Then he draws my chin towards the perfect smile. We're inches apart. Mere inches apart. We are one. His smile brushes my lips. Not once. Not twice. But for the rest of eternity. He will always be mine. I will be his. I realize his words are true. I realize what I saw was false. I realize my heart will never be broken again. I realize what I love is true. I realize this is true love. We run. We run in joy. We run in love. We run together. Hand in hand. Eyes locked. Hearts entwined. Forever. We run.