Love is a very frightening thing; capable of making us run from it while we run to it. I ran and ran and ran, then eventually slammed face first into him.
With all the uncertainties, this is one thing I'm absolutely certain on, and I couldn't even begin to explain why.
He's become a very special person to me.
So soon, so fast, so sudden, happiness.
Concerned, I asked a friend with the given statement; "It takes me years to truly love someone, this can't be right..?"
He responded:
"It's right, it's real, and it's now. Before you were only waiting to fall in love, forcing yourself to." Not his exact words, but that was the jist of it. I'm sure he'll read this and correct me on it. ^^
It shocked me, realizing how much sense he was making.
Oh my..oh my..