I cant believe after all this time you can still make my heart stop
beating. It happens when I least expect it, and it blows me away every
time. I cant seem to find my breath as your fingers trace tiny
patterns over the bare skin on the back of my neck. I love this. I love
the way you feel in my arms and I love the way that your breath feels
on my neck as we sway gently to the music, too wrapped up in each other
to notice or care about all of our family and friends who I am sure are
watching and admiring how beautiful you look tonight. And you do look
beautiful. I know that I dont tell you as often as I should, but most
of the time I know that there is no way that I can describe the
radiance that pours off of you.

I tighten my grip around your waist and pull you even closer to me
unable to get enough of you and I feel your mouth curl into a smile
against my shoulder. My fingers begin to mimic yours running smoothly
over your spine to rest gently in the small of your back causing you to
jump slightly. It is my turn to smile as this action draws you even
closer still and I am reminded of the moment that I discovered the
consequence of touching you there. And then all of the sudden my mind
is flooded with a million memories and I never want to let you go. I
wish that the song would last forever.

I open my eyes and catch sight of my brother admiring us before I catch
a scent of you and feel the intoxication that you so often induce in
me. I close my eyes and listen to the slow song that is playing in the
background and for a second I can actually make out the lyrics and I
make a mental note to find out who chose this song. It really is a
brilliant choice I think one more time before I am once again wrapped
up in you.

I wonder if any of them know how much of a miracle that they are
witnessing. I doubt it. Everyone always says how perfect we are for
each other and how well we fit together, and even though theyre right
only you and I know how close we actually came to throwing it all away.
Only you and I know how hard it was to face the possibility of losing
each other. Because thats what it always is when entering a new
relationship. As best friends we never really had to look that
possibility in the eye. And it almost scared us into losing each other
anyway. When it all comes down we were both cowards. Both afraid of
taking a risk. You hide behind your sarcasm and sharp sense of humor
and I take cover behind my career and the safety of my walls that I
have carefully built up. For the first time I actually wonder what it
took for you to show up at my door that fateful night. You were so
afraid that you could barely look at me. And I have never told you
about the mess that I was when you left.