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.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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