it feels raw. i feel stripped bare, clothed only in the drunkenness of a lovingness i’ve never felt, before. and i feel crazy. crazy and flooded with love, yet completely sobered by the reality that this is happening. that i found it. that i can say he loves me. he loves me! do you believe it?! can you imagine?! from the other side of the world, with so much time and space between all the momentariness we’ve ever held, it lingers. and it grows. and it flourishes and brings me home. and it all happened where i was never meant be for so long. i met a man the man. and before that my stars met his and made moves to move us step by step towards each other, and move us beyond words. he was there. meeting me… meeting me! he was there.