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I was standing there smiling at Gerard as soft music began to play. Suddenly, he seemed pensive, and his green eyes looked to the ground. I began to feel nervous hoping he was thinking what I was thinking. He locked my eyes with his "May I have this dance?" he asked quietly as he moved forward and placed his arms around my waist. I was speechless, yet he already knew my answer...And as my head rested on his shoulder, I took in everything about him: his scent, his breathing rythm, the beat of his heart, the way he held me, And I felt truly safe...I felt truly happy. Everything made sense now

I was afraid but I couldnt be without him



And through it all, he never let me go