The man whom I have made my world. The man who grants me thick provisions of happiness. The man who holds my hand when my legs are crossed away from him. The man who reminds me not to leave him. The man who undresses my bad habits and transforms them into good ones. The man who shares the same smiles as mine. The man who has fondly grown to be the better half of who I am. The man who can't be moved. My man.

That man. My beautiful lover, boyfriend, best friend. That man. Jerome.