New Tears
I can't believe it, but Zachary actually shed a tear or two tonight ... because he loves me so much. I really can't believe how much I've come to love him in so short a time. It's been just a day over a month and I already feel as though I cannot live without him. It's weird ... what I feel, that is ... it's like I know that I don't actually need him to survive, but I do need him to live. I suppose there's a difference between survival and true living. Survival is mere existence, doing only those things necessary to continue breathing. Living is ... finding love, raising a family, doing the things in life you enjoy doing, those things that make you complete, that fill your life with meaning. I don't need Zachary to survive--I can do that on my own--but I do need him in order to live. Is any of this making sense to anybody?