write, writing, written

I don't know why I ever stopped writing as much as i did. Never again. It is where I find peace. It is where i find everything. Everything I have ever been I've learned from my writing. I have to trust myself. I know I can just to conclusions and make assumptions. But I also know when I finally calm down and think rationally its all there in front of me and I can wake up knowing, you've never done anything besides love me. People can view it the way they want and they can say it the way they want. "How do you know for sure?" because there were tears, there were words riddled with pain, there were emotions, there was hurt, there was heart break. Not in a superficial kind of way. But in this sincere kind of way that I knew he loved me. I knew why he was doing it and I know how much it pained him to do it. He never wanted to leave me that time and that's why it only took 10 days. 10 days to change it, and less than that to know how much he cared. He's never given me anything less than exactly who he is and its always been enough for me. It's always been everything. That's how i always knew. I've always known. I love him. I would do even more than I already have just so he would know. He does things he doesn't want to do to show me how much he loves me. (Even though he ends up having a good time when he didn't think he would.) He makes compromise for me and not because he's obligated, but because he wants to see me smile. I see him so clearly. I feel the way he loves me when he walks into the room. It wraps me up in its warmth and takes my mind away from my stress. He kisses me just to feel my vibes change. He wants to take care of me in all the ways he can. I can never fault him for that. I am so lucky. I know all I have. I might let my insecurities get the best of me from time to time, but he defeats them even when they last longer than they should. We are still learning about each other, but even with every hill to climb He holds my hand, he catches me when I slip, he encourages me to keep climbing, and I will always make sure I have his back. I will protect him, I will take care of him, and I will most importantly always accept HIM. I will see Him for who he is and never make him out to be anyone he is not. Love was never anything meant for me. Love was never supposed to find me. Love was always supposed to over look me. But then it proved me wrong. He proved me wrong. And this is only the beginning. you have all of me.