You.

I open my eyes, the rooms bright. Its just how i love waking up, i know you hate it, but you leave it bright for me. We are snuggled beneath the covers in your king size bed. I reach out for you, I tickle my fingers down your shirtless body, your so warm and sleepy. Its just turning 8am but I dont want the alarm to go off. I want to be in the moment for ever, looking at you. The man who brought meaning into everything, my partner in crime. I just want stay in the moment of feeling so lucky to be able to watch your eyes flicker with so much effort as you try to wake yourself up.

I'm in love with you.

Its so easy to say, there's no need to hold back feelings, or tell myself this isn't going to work. For the first time in my life something is going right, im not messing it up, im not doing anything wrong. I've met a guy, we're falling in love and life couldn't be turning around any quicker.

Grown up.

I read my other blog, the first and cried. Only because in 2009 i was convinced i was a grown woman, someone who didn't get persuaded by what others think and what other people think i should be.
I wrote that blog on here and left, i have been using another blogging website but have came to find i would rather write on here, without anyone knowing i am...me. Alot has happened from when i wrote on here first, i've been in love twice, fell out of love once. I've failed a college course i was so passionate about. I've lost friends, family and gained some people truely wonderful.
Before i start updating this blog regularly i want to just revisit what i have wrote previously on this blog...
I have to admit i no long have to go out my way to search for happiness within my day, but i should write i have found it in the shape of a man. A beautiful man, 21 years old; spontaneous, confident, loving and most of all he is mine, to keep me happy when i feel glum.
I also wrote on my previous blog that 'I try to never give up on the good times and I don't think there should be ever anything to regret.' but i have. i think i have so many regrets that it is impossible to write them all, but this will come in time, i shall write and write and write and hopefully come to terms with all the mistakes i have made in the past two years, and get to grips with all the great thing to have happened to me since may 2011.

I guess that is why i am writing this blog. i have so may thing i want to talk about, but not to a particular person, not someone who can give me advice, not someone who will ring me up and say that i should talk about things. i just want to write, about life and know that somewhere in the world, someone is reading this, and maybe, just can relate to it and feel better.