It's funny when you realize there's only one thing you want to write about. And that thing is love. How scary is that. I'm sitting here, haven't wrote since January, trying to figure out what the hell I want to say. I'm not a writer, by any means. However, I think writing is a fantastic way to get emotions out. So I want to write about love. Because it is something that is consuming me. Although, I don't quite know if it is even love. Or at least if it's being "in love". I just know I love. And I feel so happy, and appreciative, and strong, and brave, and weak, and vulnerable. I think that's love. I've never been in love before. I've surely been infatuated with someone - I lusted for them. But now that it's over you realize how unreal it really was. How fake it was almost. And when something that is so real and so unique and so natural brushes up against your heart... you start to know the difference. This thing that I am going through is life changing for me. I've never felt so passionate or giddy (yes I'm using the word giddy) before. It's like everything color is brighter, every step is bouncier, every smile is bigger. You are sympathetic for anyone and everyone you see, just because you have no idea if they are getting to feel how you feel or if they have ever felt it. Or maybe they have, but they don't seem as happy as you. No one in the world is as happy as you are. Except for that one other person. That person who is doing this all to you. They know how you feel, they are your other half now. You share everything together, from eggs to emotions. You help them. They help you. You miss their every breath. Their scent, their skin, their tears, their everything. Even if they are right in front of you you still miss them. The whole thing is fucking nuts. And I hate and love god for creating this type of experience. Because with all this love and happiness comes fear and loss. It's the scariest thing knowing tomorrow it could all end. You're dreams, your comfort, your passion... all out the window. In a blink of an eye your whole world is turned around. And there is nothing you can do... but live. And accept. And cherish your moments - live them to the fullest. Experience all you can experience. Love all that you can love. And never regret because at some point in your life it was exactly what you wanted and wished for and desired. And there's nothing more to it. It's the most scariest and beautiful thing in the world. And you are just going along for the ride, hoping it never ends. Love.