There is an instant pull as if the other side of my magnet has become noticeably present. Whether he is north or south, I know I am the other side he’s searching for.
There is nothing other than happiness, joy and true delight when he is near. The conversations could go on for days, the laughs for years, and like the love could go on forever. How do you know your forever is standing right in front of you? Well, you don’t know until you take the leap of faith, and realize the deepest connection you will ever have with another person is the person who is everything that you hope to be. The person that makes you want to be the best version of you.
When we are together, there is no question of whether or not it’s right; it is the only thing that feels so right. It is the kiss that still sets your heart on fire after the hundredth, thousandth and millionth times your lips touch. It is the love that leaves endless fingerprints on your heart. It is the love that touches your soul, and wraps you so deeply within the life of another, that makes it feel right.
It is a shared consciousness between him and I. There is no calculating, manipulating, or deceiving. There is innocence, honesty and purpose in our consciousness. We don’t question each other, because we already know the answer. When we’re together, we have the answer. The answer is each other.
You won’t see it coming, but this person will knock the wind out of you and make you feel like you walked into a glass door you thought wasn’t there (maybe I’m the only person that’s ever happened to multiple times). Regardless, they’ll make you feel breathless. As if they bundled up all the air you thought you had in your lungs and took it away, but in a good way. I think that’s when you know you’ve met someone, but not just anyone.
I feel like I’ve been there, done that. There’s no saying when you know that you’re completely done with dating or maybe that you’ve barely even begun. This person, he feels different to me. It feels perfectly warm, comfortable, and compassionate. There may be no words at the time, but it is a welcome surprise. So if you aren’t wondering, I am: how did I meet my person?
At the time I was involved with another person, someone we both knew. I met you and it took me a whole year for me to realize he wasn’t going to change. You were patient for an entire year of gray, and then blue. You were patient, subtle, and comforting when I needed you to be. I tried to impress you by being good with the computer, with everything. I tried to impress you, but you already looked blown away. You were the reason I looked forward to Sundays, until Sundays became something else. I missed you, until I realized I shouldn’t.
And then one day, I was no longer tied down and there was a message waiting for me on my phone: “Are you working this Saturday?”
The rest becomes history as I let myself connect to you in a way I know we were meant for, and the space between our souls became less and less; now, I can’t bear to be away from you for longer than a few days. I found you in a way I wasn’t expecting. And I think that’s how I know.