I'm 7 years deep.
Whenever I tell people they always exclaim:
"That's so long!"
But I don't think it'll really hit me til 10.
I am still deeply in love,
though my analytical mind turns at times.
It says 'what is love really?'
'how do you know its not a deep friendship?'
'how do you know that you haven't simply grown comfortable?'
And the truth is,
I don't really know.
I think perhaps that those things are a part of love.
And they aren't as scary as people make them out to be.
All I know is this feels right.
And when I think of the day I realized simply..
That I longed for her..
That every bone and muscle,
every piece of me, body and spirit, longed for her so completely,
I can't help but smile.
Back then I didn't think "love"
In fact I didn't think it for quite awhile.
It was just a feeling from the depths of my soul.
It cried out with need for her,
and when I kept us apart-
due to school, or work, or the like-
It ached until we could be together.
Perhaps that is how you tell you've found your soul-mate.
It had nothing to do with me,
I never had a choice in the matter.
And I didn't realize I was in deep until we kissed the first time.
But once we had!
The lightbulb clicked on,
my heart roared to life,
There was fireworks in my mind spelling out:
"You're in love!"
And that whole night all I could think of was how completely complete I felt,
for the first time in my life,
I was really truly complete,
and so happy.
In the morning I thought,
Oh god, how long have I been in love with her?
How much of my life have I wasted on silly crushes!..
...When it's been you.
It's always been you.
Ever since I saw you,
and our souls recognized each other.
I knew it would be you forever.