sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. as lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. you just work, whether you understand one another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. you meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. i don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.
Being in a new relationship is scary. I keep worrying that I’ll do something wrong or mess it up some how. I guess I’ve never had to worry before but the thought of this going away scares me.
I know if this wasn’t meant to be it wouldn’t and I shouldn’t be worrying he wouldn’t be with me if he didn’t want to be. I just freak myself out over nothing. Lately it’s been getting to me far more than I’d like being in something so new and exciting is so different to what I’m used to.
I’m just babbling now because I need to get it out.