Two years ago, I met “him”. He was new to me but familiar as he reminded me of my father. Arms & chest full of tattoos. I was afraid of his exterior, he seemed tough & a little rough. I had just moved to the city as a small town kinda girl. He was so cool, chill and had good vibes. I remember it like it was yesterday. It’s all about how you make someone feel, and he made me feel safe. Today, two years and a month later... I see so much in him. A student athlete, a hardworker, a college student and a young man with so much potential. I’ve left before but I could never leave again. I could never block him out again.