Once upon a time

I remember being 15. I remember it so vividly that the pain of some of those memories are still very fresh. 

I promised myself that I'd marry a hero. Someone who would lift me from the rubble. He would be smart and deep. Caring and kind. Patient and strong. He would know all of the words to "Angie" by the Rolling Stones and "I Will Buy You a New Life". He would know why those songs meant so much AND nothing at the same time. 

He would defend me. He would stand behind me. 

I would do all of that and more for him.