Laying on this bed
Thinking of why I fled
from the one I now love.
We fit almost too well;
It’s scary how hard I fell;
I fell fast.
We met not long ago;
Now I have this glow
everywhere I go.
For the first time,
I feel in my prime
like I can get through this.
This place felt new before,
almost was like a bore,
I got through it though.
Don’t get me wrong.
I’ve loved it here for so long.
It just wasn’t home yet.
Now, leaving is hard,
like leaving my own yard,
That old house isn’t home.
College might be new,
Only one semester through,
but it feels right.
They make it better,
like an old love letter,
from the past years.
They’re always there for me,
as complicated as I can be,
when I need it the most.
I do what I can in return.
I’m starting to learn
how to be happy again.
I’m thankful for it all,
even the fall
even the heartache before it.
All of this led me here,
when I wanted to disappear.
I’m happy I couldn’t.
Life had other plans
as it does over all lifespans.
It gave me someone first.
I tested them,
until I finally felt numb.
Now I feel home in their arms.
I’ve never felt this way.
I had kept my feelings at bay
before to prevent heartache.
I know they feel the same
this isn’t some game
We’re both in love.
My Life Story 