If Love Was Real

"I love you, and always will."
His words struck me. Love seemed forgein. Loves only found in shitty american movies. Loves a theory, a dream created by us to make life more pleasant.
"Stop doubting me. I goddamn love you and you have to deal with it."
I felt like laughing. Its moronic. He rolled his eyes at me, clearly seeing my lips twich.
"It's real. I know you know it too." He whispered, grabbing my hand on his heart. At that moment, I couldn't care less about scientific facts about how your body reacts, and chemicals and horomones. All I could think of was his green eyes that seemed to be like a tunnel, and I was walking through it surronded by its color.
"Why do you feel pain when someone you care for leaves you? That burn in your chest? Its you, not your body. Not white blood cells or blood rush or whatever, Its yourself. Your definition in life. Your essence, and if I'll push it a bit, I'll go as far as saying its your very own soul."
He kissed me after his speech, his fingers touching my face lightly. At that moment, I couldn't care less whether love is fictional and that it's the chemicals in our bodies that make us attract and make us think we really feel it, or the fact that his science was limited to Iron Man movies -
All I could think of is him.  I knew I've become one of THOSE girls. The type that daydreams about a guy who will protect them and love them and cherish them. I knew I was independent, and looked at this type of girls with disgust for not proving their gender stereotypes wrong and only encourging it.
It's silly, but all my disapproval of them dissapeared once I kissed him.
"I will love you, cherish and protect you. All the words you hate with passion are what you're gonna get. You have to understand that it doesn't make you less of a strong person, it doesn't demean or lower you in any way infront of me. It's not because you're a woman, its because you're my love."
He said, once we broke the kiss. Smiling up at his almost to accurate read on my thoughts, I reached up to him and never breaking contact with him, I said what I always wanted to.
"It might be a fantasy that makes life better, possibly a  chemical reaction, or even a method to humiliate women.The hell with it all though. I love you, and will cherish and protect you. I will kick any female ass, or even a male one if needed. You're mine,whether you like it or not."