it's just... that feeling.
so i've been such a sap lately, that i'm too ashamed to tell my friends about it, nor anyone else, and i figure hey, no one actually READS my livejournal, so why not vent here? well here it goes folks.
it is true, i made an entry a few years ago, approximately november '04 i would say about being so happy and content and in love. as we all know or at least can assume, the first love died like majority of them do. but it doesn't mean there's never room for another, and i'm at the point in my life where i can honestly and finally say, that i am with someone who i can truly be myself with, regardless of the countless differences. someone who will accept me for who i am, and not what i look like or how i dress. someone who makes me feel like everyone else is nonexistent when we're together.
there's always those certain people that think if you never fight, you're the perfect match. through the fights, arguements and close break-up encounters, nothing has made me realize how much it was all worth until this point in time. when you know you can say and complain about anything and somehow know by the way they listen that it sincerely does matter, because you matter to that person.
i can almost assure my mind that majority of people have misused the word love; myself included. i feel as if it gets abused, and misunderstood. then again, who am i to judge. consdiering a few months ago, i wasn't even sure if i believed in love anymore. everything had seemed to fall apart. but there's somone to sit with you for the countless nights that you just sit and cry, or contemplate where you went wrong or how you could have fixed the situation. knowing they're there, just waiting patiently for that time when you're ready to let it all out; whether it be two or four hours later, it was that one person that was there. that put your life ahead of there's, without a doubt or question.
no one ever hears the good qualities in relationships, only the bad. because you don't share the good times, you cherish them.
k.n.e., i cherish you. thank you.
ps- i'm going to apologize for my "carrie-from-sex-and-the-city" inspired writing style for the entry. although it does feel a little more... me.