Forever Falling

The moment I saw him I knew. I just knew that I had to talk to him, about nothing, about everything, about anything. I just needed to know him, this beautiful creature that I had never seen before. There was just something about him that pulled me in, and even now it’s still there, it just continues to pull me in deeper. It’s nothing in particular, it’s everything about him, his whole presence, his…. everything. From the very beginning I knew that he had me and from the very beginning, he was mine. 
And I don’t know if I’ve ever really believed in love at first sight, or soul mates or any of that. But before I met him, I’d never felt anything so strong for someone before, especially someone I had never met. The rush I get every time that I see his name, his picture. The little flutter of my heart when I read what he's written me that day… the stupid grin that comes over me if he's actually online. Even early on I could tell that it was something special, whatever IT was. That no matter what would happen, he would always be a part of my life from that moment on.
So I will admit that I’ve fallen…Hard! The head over feet, land on your ass, heart in your hands, leaves you slightly disoriented kind of fall. The kind where their name is the first thought thru your head when you wake up, and the last one before you fall asleep, where it’s scattered throughout your thoughts all day long. The kind where you’re pretty sure you might be a little crazy because no matter how crazy their life seems, it doesn’t matter because you can’t imagine your life without them now, where the thought of them gone leaves you empty and desolate…. Where you have even thought, on occasion; that it would have just been so much easier to have never met them at all. Than it is to care about someone so damn much that it hurts….
The things that you need truly do find you when you`re not looking, when it is the last thing on your mind and you are at your worst….
It’s just my luck isn’t it? To have found someone I find so utterly perfect, someone who is so `imperfect` that they are perfect for me. Someone who is sweet, caring, wonderful, amazing, fantastic, talented, artistic……… and just a little bit crazy?
So I will admit that I’ve got it bad, I’ve fallen…. Dare I say it…. In love? And it’s just my luck… that he is a million miles and an ocean away….. I feel as if I will be left, forever falling.

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