Once Upon a Time

love

Once upon a time I thought that I had my chance at true love and that I fucked it up, and that was that. I didn’t decide to think that because I wanted to be sad. I thought I was being realistic. I thought that I was just the kind of person for whom talking about important things with someone I really cared about would always be difficult. I’m happy to report that I was so very wrong.

I’m delighted to have discovered that I can actually care about someone with all my heart, hold their opinions in the highest regard and still talk about something that means the world to me without having to break down a lot of walls to get my point across. As an added bonus, I remain open to the things that matter the most to him whether or not they are things that we agree on in the first place. Of course, most of the things that matter the most to us just happen to be things that we share the same perspective on – so far1.

Sometimes you meet someone who is very similar to you, but those similarities clash with each other. I’m so lucky to have met someone who shares the kind of similarities that simply fit into the holes that have been missing in my life. All I need these days is to be with him. Which might explain why everything else in life seems to be so easy2, because nothing else matters as much.

He didn’t ride in on a white horse, he wasn’t wearing shiny armour, nor did he lay down his coat so I could walk over a puddle. He did make my heart stop when he smiled at me that first time I laid eyes on him; he listens to me and he encourages me to listen and care for myself. I’m not saying I think it’s going to be happily ever after, but I do know now why none of my other attempts ever worked out. And keeping in line with being realistic, if this doesn’t work out, at the very least I know what to look for. I know how it’s supposed to feel when the love & respect is so mutual that you literally just want to be with that person body, mind and soul. All. The. Time.

I know I say it all the time but thank you for being you. You’re the best.

Do you have a Once Upon a Time story? Do share!

Footnotes:
  1. I am a realistic dreamer[]
  2. except for making enough money to live but all in good time[]

So this is how it feels

Samuli Ikäheimo on Flickr: ilotulituspari - firework couple

It’s funny how your life can change without you noticing or even thinking twice about what is happening. I’ve been dreaming a lot since I’ve started staying over here1. They’ve been interesting dreams. The kind of dreams that make me think I watch too much television, too many movies or read too many stories. Of course, I’m well aware that there is no such thing as too much of any of that.

I’m surprised at how easy everything is. I’m even more surprised that I swoon every day. I used to think that if something was going to be this easy, that it would have to be boring. There is nothing boring about this. The inside jokes keep piling on top of each other, making my smile grow larger and larger with each day that passes.

I know it won’t always be easy. There are things that have to happen in the future that will be difficult, but they aren’t things that either of us have to worry about now. In fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if we found a way to make that easy too. Being on the same page with someone is easy when your priority is to remain on the same page with each other. It’s the kind of thing that makes you feel all the things. The good things, the bad things but especially the great things.

Against all my will and might, I was losing hope that I’d ever get to connect with anyone like this again. Mind you, I’d never lose hope completely because that’s just not who I am2 but it was getting pretty hard down in that rabbit hole. The sun’s out now though, and the best thing about all this is that even when it isn’t I know he’ll be there beside me, holding my hand.

Footnotes:
  1. where here is, is for me to know and you to wonder about for all your days[]
  2. eternal optimists for the win![]