Not heartbroken...

Hi diary.
This might come as a surprise, after all the pain i have poured into your earlier pages.
I have some news. Admittedly it is early days, and fate can have a nasty tendency to be unkind, but i have news.
It thrills me. Lifts me. Scares the shit out of me.
Almost two months ago i fell in love. Not the shallow affection, not the fire that burns hard and bright and leaves barely glowing ashes moments later that so many others experience. I mean true, deep, and meaningful love.
I don't want to love by distance, waiting to see the green light of online status. I don't want to keep having sex with my own hand. Her words...move and shake me, but in the end it is just that - words and desperate masturbation.
I want to hold her. Smell her. Feel her warmth....Taste her. Fall asleep in her arms, a smile of complete content on my face and hers.
I want to kiss her goodbye and welcome her home.
A lot of serious thinking and talking lies ahead.
But deep in my heart i know this is the truth. I have found my soul mate. My perfect lover. My best friend.
There are two words i want to say, staring into the dark pools of her eyes...


I do.