Change

Change is something that is inevitable.

It happens everyday.

In some way, we change.

I've changed.

I never thought I'd be who I am today. 

I am in love with a man.

Not just any man, he is a kind man. A man that can grow a beard, that can knock a guy out if need be.

6'3 and handsome.

My heart beats an unfamiliar drum. I never thought I'd love a man.

He has the bluest eyes I have ever seen. He has big hands, brown hair.

He works hard, he laughs loud. He makes me laugh.

That's it. He makes me laugh. How simple.

He holds my hand in public. He holds the door for me. He lifts me up. He picks me up. He drives me places I've never been. 

He looks me in the eyes, he sees me.

He actually sees me.

He snores. He drops things. We bang heads sometimes. It's awesome.

His beard is gold.

His eyes, on fire.

He is just so beautiful. The way he holds himself, I cant get enough.

Our views may differ at times, but my view on him hasnt changed. 

Its been 3 months.

Time will tell.

I have changed. I am a different person than I was when I was here.

It's frightening yet fascinating. 

I know I will be okay no matter what happens to me.

I know change is good.

I know I will be okay.