"Do I make you happy?" He asks me one night in the middle of a yet another classic I had never seen. It drives him crazy that I don't care for them.
I look into his soft blue eyes and think for a minute.
Does he make me happy? He has given me the life I never thought possible, I never thought I deserved. A safe place for myself and my child. He has made me see that there is more to me than the darkness, and I don't have to fight so hard. Most of all, he has made me understand that I am worth more to him than just a good time or a paycheck.
I continue to look into his eyes and respond, "Yes, quite."