He met you in a time when his world was black and white. You were a burst of color, a ray of sunshine breaking through the clouds. You made him feel things he hadn't felt in years, a warmth that spread through him like a slow, comforting fire. He fell in love with you, captivated by every little detail.

But you were taken, entangled with a man who didn't deserve you. He saw the way your boyfriend treated you, the way he belittled you, the way he shattered your confidence. He wanted to protect you from the storm, pull you away from the darkness he put you through almost always. He tried to warn you, open your eyes to the truth, but you wouldn't listen. You were blinded by love, or maybe by the fear of being alone.

He knew he couldn't force you out of it, not yet. He knew you needed time, space, to see for yourself the truth he saw so clearly.

He smiled at you as he walked past your door, a gentle, hopeful smile that spoke of a love that endured. He stood before you, his eyes searching yours, filled with a tenderness that could melt the coldest heart.

"I'll wait for you, my sunshine." He murmured, his voice a soft caress against the air.