euphoria

so he came. and then left.
but we had an amazing time in between.

two whole days, and a night. enough time to fulfill all fantasies. fantasies of falling asleep together, waking up next to each other, getting drunk around each other...

we spent a lot of time talking. thats what we did more than anything else. that night, when i was high on vodka, was the best time i've had in almost a year. i remember some of it, and more than anything we talked about or did, i remember how i felt very vividly.

i felt free; liberated and secure at the same time. Like how you would feel walking a tightrope when you know there's a safety net beneath you. And i was happy. The absolute kind of happiness, when you know you're loved unconditionally, when you know that everything you're saying is being completely understood. It felt like coming home again. Like this long intense period of homesickness had finally ended, and finally i was back where i belonged. Perfection.

you're my home now. i cant imagine what life would be without your constant presence. these moments snatched out of time remind me of who i am and who we are together. and i realise even more how much you're worth to me. i love you.