Mar 01, 2011 22:06
I knew the moment he made me laugh he was the one for me. It had been nearly three full years since I had laughed before he made me snort and smile so much my stomach and face ached. Even now he can lift my mood with little more than a hand on my face, a silly face, an inappropriate joke or in extreme circumstances groping. I've never met anyone else who can make me want to lean into a touch, to soak up comfort and warmth like he does.
Even when I first met him I felt like we had known each other for years. Like his personality was something I was used to, though we were very different at the time of our meeting. I think it was because I was supposed to be like him, barring all the trauma I had been in previously I would have been much like him I think.
He seems to instinctively know when I need space, when I need to be alone, or when I need a hug, a caress or just words. He knows me like I don't know myself.
love,
rl,
past,
relationships,
depression