Love, Love, Love.

I told myself that the next and last time I would believe in forever is the day I say "I do." 

WELL...that hasn't changed. But one thing has.

He makes me laugh. I love to laugh.

When he smiles, I smile.

His presence makes me feel safe. Happy.

I could hug him forever.

We've got this ability to be on the same level as each other without even realizing it.

Yet at the same time, we are constantly challenging each other to be better, even in the tiniest of ways.

For the first time in a long time, I feel like I mean the world to someone.

I feel 100% me and 100% special when I am with him.

And quite frankly, I don't believe I deserve someone so wonderful.

Which is exactly why I call it love.

It creeps up on you when you aren't looking for it; when you've had enough of the world's so-called 'love' and just want to be alone. Then all of the sudden, it grabs you by the ankles and flips your whole world upside down. Shakes it up a bit, flips it right back around and leaves you with the same world, but a whole new perspective. A brilliant perspective.

So cliche, right?

No matter. Cheesy or not, if you've been there, you can't deny how remarkable the feeling is. One you won't ever forget.

Even if no one ever reads this, we all know that a life without love is no life at all.

Side Note: It's been a while since I have exercised my writing skills anywhere, so if you DO come across my little corner of the internet, bear with me.

I have a lot to say.

I just need someone to listen.

Yours truly, 

Heather Noelle