Crawling out of the cavern system of depression for the first time in several years,
my eyes temporarily blinded by the brightness of the sunlight,
I continue my journey back home, a smile plastered on my face,
a feeling of warmth and security filling my heart to the point of nearly overflowing.
Is this what it is to feel happy again?
After being in the darkness of my lonely soul for so long, I appear to have forgotten;
the wonderful feeling of being wanted, of being accepted for who you are—
I would do anything, even give my life, to the solitary person responsible for my change.
A warm feeling of euphoria courses through my veins,
similar to the feeling that a heroin addict would feel after taking his perfect shot,
making me beautifully numb to all the pain in the world,
leaving nothing but the natural beauty of everything;
the landscape, the skies, the stars at night, even the kind hearts of certain individuals.
For there is one individual in particular I must thank for this drastic change of events,
the 180-degree turnaround that I have made with my life.
All in the name of good friendship, a feeling that,
from my side of all this, is very quickly turning into love of a romantic nature;
is this a bad turn of events? I don’t believe so; perhaps it’s merely wishful thinking.
With all the changes, I have her to thank for most of them;
she has had a bigger impact on my life than anyone else has prior to our reunion.
Could it be love that explains this immense happiness I feel every day?
Time, always beating along, no matter the circumstances in the world around it,
will always reveal the answer, sooner or later.
I love you.