Love...

I love him. Like more than just the cliched high school have to spend all your time with him, obsessed and can't breathe without him type stuff that the movies lead you up to believing is real love... it's like he's the perfect compliment to me. Like there's been a hole in my heart for my whole life and no one was ever the right shape to fill it. Then I met nick and it just clicked, and it didn't have to be the earth shaking, center of my universe kind of love everyone thinks of, but if he ever left, my life wouldn't quite be complete again.

We get each other like no one else I've ever met, and even though it's only been like 5 months since we officially got together, 7 months since we first hooked up- it feels like both less time than that and a lot longer since we've been together. It just feels like Nick is the one I'm meant to be with. Plus a whole bunch of other little things, like coincidences that link up pretty perfectly. He's agnostic/atheist for years, then we start hanging out and he figures out he's really always been pagan but rebelled against 'God' because he always counted it as the Christian god, not the Norse or Native or Greek/Roman pantheons. I bought a set of runes made out of bloodstones like a year and a half ago - I don't know how to read them, and I was never very drawn to bloodstone, but his favourite stone is a bloodstone and he's Asatru. It was like our paths have been joining together for years before we ever met and became friends, and now lovers. That speaks to him being 'the one' more than anything else I've ever seen, plus that whole gut instinct thing.

This has been my girly post of the month. I now return you to your regularly scheduled cynicism. *smirk*