It had been a month since we had our mini confessional on the beach. Every day a new secret or deep-seated fear was relieved between us. I felt like I wasn't carrying the world on my shoulders anymore. He listened while I explained, in great detail, just how self-conscious I was and the next day Owen had brought a full length mirror with him. He had me stand in front of it while he described what he saw. He explained how my eyes were as beautiful as the ocean, calming and serene while at times still chaotic. How my smile brightened his day and lit up every room I walked into. He said that my body was amazing and full in all the right places, that my body was perfect and he couldn't wait until I let him explore it. That alone filled my chest with flutters. He told me that I was strong and a
