Throwing another punch at him that makes him stumble gives me the advantage to take him down and once I have done that I win. Stepping out of the ring after having won I'm met with all of my fans, some drunk men while other are women wanting to get a piece of me which I always refuse. Taking off my boxing gloves I throw them to the ground and sit down on a bench with my water bottle. Pain is running everywhere through me as he did land some punches but nothing that I can't handle, I've been through worse, I've done worse.

"You ain't happy about winning?" My coach asks me as he stands in front of me. I glare at him with anger. "That is more your department" I spat at him which only makes him chuckle. Knowing I don't mean anything by my anger and I would never hurt a friend such as him. "True but you're doing the winning" He says and I think he's really trying to test my patient right now. Taking a drink and looking around and seeing another match is starting but I'm done for the day. My eyes land on the clock to see that she is still practicing in her lunch break.

I smirk to myself, knowing that nothing is ever going to get in her way of dancing with her whole heart, body and soul and I will make sure she gets to do exactly just that. Heading for the gym locker rooms and taking off the few clothes that I have on my body and getting into something that will hide my body and the blood on my face I start walking down the streets where I know she will soon be passing and I wait for her.

Until my eyes land on her and everything comes to a halt once my eyes have seen her, never wanting to look away from her and never wanting to be far from her. She is a few minutes later than she would be and I wonder why as she is normally always on time, there must have been something that distracted her but I'll let that slide for it could be her love for dancing, and she had to finish the routine. My little ballerina loves to dance, and she is the best at it and none can change my mind about that.

Seeing her like that is like seeing Heaven and maybe that is where I am. She might not be in my view for long as she needs to finish her work day in that job that she hates more than anything and wishes she could get out of. That is the reason for why I must win every match that I fight for without her I am nothing and I will be nothing if there is not a smile on her face. She only wants to dance, but she needs the money for it and her job pays her well, but I am doing everything I can to make sure she never has to work on anything but her dancing.

Even when she has walked inside I still see her, she still travels in my mind and never leaves. Though she had an unfortunate incident with a man, I don't like it. He had asked her for directions but I know he wanted more because everyone wants a piece of her but no one but me is going to get it. Only I can have her and only I will have her. Soon. When the time is right she will be mine.

Gathering my thoughts I head for my apartment, not much but does keep a roof over my head. The money that I save is all for her and soon we will buy a grand penthouse worthy of her, and she will have everything that she has ever dreamed of. I could buy her the whole world if she wanted to and everything would be hers if she asked. I would gladly rip out my own heart for her and do so with a smile on my face and I would walk into fire to keep her from being burned from the flames.

She is everything to me and I will never allow anything to happen to her, rather would I die. And not before long she will be in my arms and will know just how much I care and love her, and she will return my feelings. All the trophies that I have won are sitting on my shelf in the bedroom along with all the medals, I don't know how many they are, at least a hundred I don't know. I win a match every single day, and I train harder than anyone has ever done.

I work to provide for her but not only that I work and train harder to make sure that none will ever challenge me when it comes to her, to make sure that I will be able to protect her if she were in danger that I will make sure doesn't happen. So as I lie down on my bed and stare up at the ceiling, but thinking of her eyes. The way that they sparkle like if they were stars in the sky and even brighter than a star, there is so much joy in her eyes.

The eyes that I wish I could look into all the time because I can see the whole universe and how beautiful she is on the inside as well as the outside. Her kindness is unlike anything I have ever seen and it reflects to her soul that I can see when looking into her eyes. The color is the most beautiful dark blue that I have ever seen like staring into the deep parts of the ocean and the depths of secrets it holds, and she is one of those secrets that I will keep safe, now and forever.