Feeling.

It has been a long time since I have felt the way I do today.
I have fallen in love again, and it is amazing.
New love. New hopes. New dreams. New desires.


There aren't many words that can describe the way I feel,
but I can tell you that I am honestly happy.


At first I was scared.
Not necessarily to fall in love again,
but just because it was new and different.
But then we became inseparable.
We have spent every day together for the past six months,
and I could not be less tired of him.


I miss him when he walks to the kitchen
just to get a glass of orange juice in the morning,
and I miss him when he goes into the bathroom to brush his teeth at night.
He is not afraid to tell me his every thought,
and I am not afraid to tell him mine.
He tickles me until I cannot breathe,
and I chase him through the house.
He does everything in his power to make me happy,
yet he knows that he does not even have to try.
I fall asleep in his arms every night,
and I would not trade that for the world.
He is everything that I want in a man,
and he is my best friend.


And as I lay here next to him in bed,
listening to the rain and his loud snores,
I realize what I want in life;
him, and nothing more.