cream cheese?

tonight, i was down, because i felt bad that i caused someone to steal erins money.
i was sitting underneath the bleachers, practically hating myself.

but then he came, with his gleaming, amber eyes.
and with one look, i knew everything was going to be alright.

he held me close, and stroked my cheek.
he whispered comforting things softly into my ear,
things that made sense.
things that helped.

he's the cream to my cheese.

the one that helps me through it all,
silently comforting,
never complaining.
passionately loving.

there's just something about the way he looks at me.
he looks at me like i'm the most beautiful thing he's ever known.
but not in an appearance way.
he looks at me like i'm the best person he's ever known.
i can tell that his eyes are piercing past my appearance, and looking deep inside me, and falling in love with the real Heidi inside this shell.

i love him so much.