He made me feel right. He took away all the pain I ever felt. From my ex, my dad, everyone. He took it away. And it didn't hurt anymore. And he made me believe he cared, he really loved me. He was there. He was always there. In the beginning, anyway. He just made me feel right, complete, sane. He made me believe loving him was okay. It was going to be okay. Years from now, loving him would still be the right thing. I can't really explain why I love him, I can't explain why I love anyone. It's not possible. But I can put as much of a reason to some of it as possible. It's hard not to love someone that takes away all the pain you've ever felt.