Beautiful end

a beautiful end to my week.

At half past two today, I was sat on the curb of a driveway I have never seen or heard of before, a long way from home, next to a man I have only just met.

It wasn't warm, it wasn't cold, it was comfortable. I wasn't anxious or scared, I wasn't overjoyed or happy really.

I lay my hands in my head and felt despairing. Except, despairing is the wrong word. I felt as if my whole world had ended - and I was blissfully content.

Everything in my life seems to be falling into perfect place. But to be truthful, I was thinking of him. More and more recently I have found myself rejoycing over my luck in finding someone like him.
It just blows my mind how someone can have such an effect on my mind, my body, my life.
How someone can make me so utterly... happy.