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A special kiss, some people worry about. A special moment some try to create. A special flame some urn for but can never find it. But he was the one who made it special it had never dawned on me that that magical feeling that rushed through my body was all thanks to him.

I was back to that day, the first time I saw him, his dashing yet sincere glares and that childish smirk he does. That special flame I had found and everything felt right since then, something I hadn't felt until I saw that goofy grin as I walked down the aisle.

He had made me feel alive and yet so loved, something I had thought I was too damaged too broken to feel, but somehow he made it work, we made it work and to this day I could vow that I loved him with every fiber, every part that tingled in my rushing body.

His actions never deemed to surprise me, even after all we had been through, he was the one who kept my world spinning.

The view didn't seem to disappoint me either, well far from disappointment. He was