I was made for you. Fate brought us together, and our love was destined to be. Before the night that we met, my life was a homogenous mass of gray. Every moment was the same, and the days came closer to merging into one with every passing second.

"Um.."

Your eyes have always been so expressive.
It was difficult to get a good look at you. The streetlamp's bulb was on its last legs - and the dull yellow flickering light it provided wouldn't have been good enough even if I hadn't filled it with seven cigarettes' worth of smoke. Tears clouded my vision, brought on by the acridity of the smoke and my lament over the lack of control I had over the world around me.

I could barely see you through the darkness of the night, the agony of my nonexistence, and the black gossamer enshrouding your face (framing your sleepy eyes like a cloud covering the moon 💗). However, even though most of you was a blurry mess, your eyes shone through the haze like a signal flare. Even with the night and the smoke and the city noise trying to smother you, you stood out like the noon. Despite the abyss keeping us apart.. There you were. As radiant as the day, and as bright as the sun.

I've finally found you.

Even if I'd smoked the whole pack, and even if I had decided against the seventh and eighth cans of beer, I would have heard you loud and clear.
I've never been good at reading people - but you're even worse at lying.

"D-do you have a light?"
I've been looking for you my whole life.

The pack of kreteks in your hands was worn despite still being entombed in plastic. The edges were a little crumpled, and little bits of tobacco were trapped inside of the wrapping - having been knocked loose by time and by travel.
You'd been holding onto them for a long while. At first, I thought that it was because you were scared - your voice trembled as you thanked me for my lighter, and your fingers shook as you tore away the cellophane. (Even if that were true, it's okay. It took me a little bit to build up the courage to smoke for the first time, too.)

I watched you raise the cigarette to your lips and draw the smoke into your mouth despite the tremors, but it was clear that your focus was elsewhere. Every now and then, you take a drag - waiting just long enough between each one to keep it burning and only inhaling just enough to stoke the ember.
..
My memory's pretty good, but for some reason I can't remember what we talked about. I can't even remember whether or not I broke the silence first. I'm sorry - your voice sounds like sunlight, and every word you say makes me fall in love with you all over again, but..
When I think of that night, all I can remember is your gaze. I wish I could describe it in a way that does it justice - but I never was as good at expressing myself as you were. Just know that..
I was lost until you saw me. Had I spent another moment in the caustic light under that street lamp, I would have faded away into nothingness.

You saved me.

The instant our eyes met, I knew that we were made for each other - that from the moment we were born, a red string tied me to you and intertwined our fates from then until forever.
When we finished, I knew that there was no point in waking up if it wasn't by your side. You gave me the pack of kreteks after the first one - you told me that you didn't like them, but I knew that you'd been keeping them safe for me until the day that we finally got to meet.

You asked if I could take you home - you told me you were scared, but I knew that that wasn't true.

We'll have the rest of forever to be together, but I still don't want you to leave.

I walked as slowly as I could (to the point where you had to push your wheelchair a little more slowly to keep pace with me), and even then we got to the apartment too soon.

I love you. I know that you know because you can hear my heart like how I can hear yours, but I want to make sure you know anyway. (I love you!)
Turning around and taking my eyes off of you was the hardest thing I've ever done - but our loneliness ended not a second later, thanks to you.

"Could you stay with me a little longer?"