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There she is, and she is stunning. Her beautiful, semi-tanned skin, her stunning blue eyes, her brown curly hair that reaches just above your butt, her cute little button nose, and her bright smile greet me as she is walking towards me. She's wearing a white crop top with a big oversize black jacket with a rhinestone heart that she stole from my closet, I add, and cargo pants that are half camouflage print and half gray; the pants are a little long for her as they touch the ground, but I can't complain because she's 4'11; and she's wearing one of these off-white or grayish shoes that go perfectly with both the pants and the shirt. As she walked closer with the same bright smile, she greeted me with a small wave and a high-pitched, energetic “hi baby." I smiled, gave her a kiss on her lips, and said, "Hi, baby girl." "How are you?" She immediately went on her rant as she talked about her day. I just smiled and listened while holding her hand as we began to walk. I looked down at her and began to reflect on how happy she had made me. I always felt safe around her; she never made me question the love she has for me. I could talk to her about anything; she was always there for me when I needed her the most. She never judged me for what I did in the past or what I talked about; she always just sat there and, once I was done, would comfort me, give me some advice, and try her absolute best to make me laugh to get me to feel better or to try to forget about it. I love her personality. She was always bubbly and energetic, while I was the more serious, quiet type. I would never admit this to her, but she sometimes made me nervous. I never really knew why, but I knew that it wasn't in a bad way. I knew she was my home; she was my safe space; she is everything; I look up to her, and I love her.
There she is; she looks so gorgeous. With her lovely chocolate skin and dark brown eyes, and her pretty kinky coily hair in a puff, I love so much. She had cute little chubby chicks, a button nose, and a small smile as she saw me walking towards her. She's dressed in black pants with lightning patterns and hints of light blue all over them. She is wearing a black crop top with black and white shoes on, with hints of blue, and she also has on a black jacket with my name on it. As I was walking and looking up at her, as she was 5'5, I started to think about how happy she makes me. I feel safe around her; she never judges me for who I am. I never felt embarrassed by my energetic personality; she allowed me to be sad and have bad days and didn't keep up the expectation that I had to be happy all the time. I could tell her anything; she always sat and listened to me. I had a shoulder to cry on. She would give me good advice when I needed it or allow me to hug or cuddle her when I needed or wanted it, as she isn't the biggest fan of being touched. She allowed me to be who I was, and I did the same. She never made me question the love that she has for me. She makes me nervous but in a good way. I wonder if I make her nervous sometimes. She was my home; she is my safe space; she is my everything, and I love her. As I started to approach her, I said my usual energetic, high-pitched hi baby," to which she gave me a kiss on my lips and replied, "Hi baby girl, how are you?" with a bright, loving smile. I immediately started going on my rant about how my day was as she looked down and smiled at me. She reached out her hand to grab mine as we both started walking together, and I continued on my rant.