I fell in love before my relationship even ended. Some might say it was wrong for me to be so captivated by someone while in a relationship with someone else, but you just can't help when these things happen. I remember the first time I saw him. I had been at a party for a while and I was ready to leave. I was stumbling across the lawn in pitch black when I ran into him. I suddenly didn't want to leave anymore. It might sound crazy but I knew from that moment that he'd be hard to get over. I never wanted to get over him.
Fast forward to the night I broke up with my ex. I left the party I was at and my friend Sarah decided she wanted to stop at our friends apartment. We walk in and there he is, sitting at the table looking back at me in his black v-neck. That night started an incredible, spontaneous 2 year love story that was also heartbreaking and exhausting. But no matter how many fights we got into every Thursday night at the bar, no matter how many times I left crying only to turn around and find that he hadn't followed me, I still could never let him go. Something always brought me back in. Something always told me I was meant to be with him. He was the one.
I've never met someone who was so much like me; someone who knows every intricate detail about me - what makes me laugh, or cry, what makes me angry, and then what makes me happy again. He's never held my past against me, only sees it as what brought me to him. Honestly I don't know what brought me to him, but I am so thankful for it everyday. Have you ever met someone that just being near them felt like home? It's almost as if your two halves of the same whole; like no matter how close your bodies get to one another, its just never close enough. If you ever feel it, don't ever let it go. Loves like these are few and far between. It feels like my soul is finally anchored to something and to someone. It feels like I'm home.