It brought tears to my eyes, when he talked about the inspiring way that I see the future. He spoke of my hopes and dreams, and he told me that he was proud. Even with cuts deep in my skin, someone found me beautiful. He told me to open up my window, and see how the stars shined bright in the sky. By the time Earth's light reaches outer space and the stars' light reached us, many years will have already passed. He described that by the time the light in me could reach the outer most parts of this universe, my life would be completely different. I might be married, with little miracles pitter pattering through the house. By the time my light reaches outer space, so much will have changed and I will still be alive, fighting to have a smile on my face. Even though he was miles away, I felt him right next to me. He sang me a song that his mother always sang to him as child. It was a song he has sang over and over again through the phone, but tonight it hit even deeper than the cuts on my body. He showed me the kind of love that I have been searching for, the kind that doesn't forget even when it's been months of no contact. He called me his princess, when clearly I am nothing but a damsel. He made cry, not only all of my feelings out, but also all of the hurt inside of me. He cleaned me out with his careful words. He reminded me that I was beautifully stubborn, and that I have never been one to give up.