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(Just a very short and sweet ficlet about Adam/Tanya)

(I'll put 'em at age twenty-two)

He Is, She Is

I still cannot believe how lucky I am. I honestly think I have the most incredible man alive. Seriously. And everytime I look into his eyes, I fall in love with him all over again. I'm sitting on my bed right now, thinking of how close he is to perfection. In a lotta ways, he's still the same person was in high school. Sweet, sensitive, caring, supportive, mild-mannered... well, it'd take me centuries to list all of his wonderful qualities. Anyone would think that a man like him doesn't really exist. No way, no how. Honestly, if I didn't know him, I'd think the same thing.

But he's real. He's real and so is the amazing love we've shared all these years. Yeah. We've been going strong for a long time and there is no end in sight. There never will be. Because, truthfully, I can't do life without him. Actually, without him, my life wouldn't be called a life. I'd be walking around in darkness. In the cold with nothing to keep me warm. He's my bright light, my blanket. He's my lifeline. My heart. The other half of my soul. My reason for smiling... blinking... breathing. He's the one and only love of my life. He is everything.

Sometimes, I don't even feel worthy of him. Always I wonder what I ever did to deserve him. Never will I stop loving him more than life itself and doing everything in my power to make him the happiest man alive. Because if anyone deserves amazing, lasting love, it's my beautiful Adam Park. It takes a special kind of woman to love and honor him and I plan to die trying to be if absolutely necessary. Because he is love. And he's light. As I said before, he's everything. Everything I am, was and will ever be. Simple as that.