This feeling, something I have felt before, that seems back then so shadowed, so little, compared to what I have now.
This feeling, that I understand yet don't, know yet am clueless of, fills me with sensations both familiar and foreign.
This feeling, which now I have and want to keep, this feeling that I enjoy and would never get rid of, there can only be one real word to embody it, a joy that carries me on, a strength I never knew I had, a salve that heals my wounds when I am hurt, that lifts me up when I am down.
This feeling can only be one thing in my mind, and yet to me it is everything, it permeates every fibre of my being, the very essence of my mind and soul, my heart in unison sing of this, scream that it is right, that it is pure, and that I want it to never end, for I am in love.. Utterly, completely, happily in love with one who makes me happier then anything, who lifts my heart with merely a spoken word and a smile on her beautiful face, to me this is everything, to me, the woman I love is everything, no matter what any other says I know I feel this, and I know what I do no matter what any other might say, I know that this is what I want, that this is what I feel, and that I love her with every being of my heart.
For those of you who read this thank you, all of you I appreciate greatly, I am barely on DeviantArt anymore these days, and yet I feel as if I am, because all of you I know even if only in passing comments, and all of you I consider to be great people, even if you yourselves believe otherwise.

I am in love, and I am happier then I think I ever have been, I want to scream it to the world but perhaps if I do that the winds will rip the very words from my mouth.


P.S. If i'm not making sense then I don't know how to make myself do so, so sorry.