My inspiration

Okay so last year I went to this event where I saw this girl and man she was beautiful. That's an understatement. She was dreamy. Like an angel. Like for a moment all my worries were gone. Like i was at peace. She seemed so cool, so focused, so quite, yet her eyes remain fixed upon the horizon. Passion flows through her like

a river. 

she only looked at me for a momen and the only thing that  I could think of was all my tomorrows start here. Unfortunately I wasn't able to talk with her and after a few days I got to know that she lives in another state. Then  When I got back I felt like something wasn't right. Like up untill now my life had no direction. And suddenly after this, after I saw her...I wanted to become something better. Something she could be proud of. This was weird for me. More weird for my friends. They always saw me as a womanizer. Like they never thought that i could fall in love. They thought that i just knew how to impress girls. A year later, they are convinced that she's the love of my life and my life depends on her.

     That's the part that nobody gets. My life doesn't depend on her. Everyone assumes that she is my goal and whatever I'm doing is somehow going to help me get her. Thats not it. she is not my goal. She is my inspiration. She's the one who...how do I say this...Who makes me want to become a better person. It's true that I love her but even if she doesn't...that'll not affect me. I just want to be worthy of her. I want her to know that because of her I became a good man. That she was the reason to why I didn't give up. She makes me a better person because I want to be a better person to be worthy of her, and to make her life better. She has a naturally sunny personality, and the reflected glow of her happiness is the only thing that makes me get up some mornings. when making some decisions throughout the day, sometimes you think to yourself "what would make her proud of me?" It means I no longer exist in my own bubble. I think before I act. I think about how it will affect "us"instead of me. I put her before me. I have a reason, a drive. Love was only a word untill the day I met her. Even though she doesn't know me or of my existence, I'll not stop. One day I will look into her eyes and say ''thanks for everything''