Things changed

I’ve never been a woman that would admit to need. I've always been strong and determined to take care of myself. A perfectionist to my core with stubbornness in my veins. I’ve always made all my own decisions and relied on myself to solve every problem. I had no positive person in my life to fall back on. No one to give me advice without adding judgement or guilt and so I took care of myself, confided in no one, and internalized everything. But that all changed...

I find myself intoxicated by how safe and supported I feel now that I’ve got someone I can count on. Someone I can ask for help, get support from, lose control with. I’ve got someone that doesn’t judge me or make me feel guilty. I’ve got someone that doesn’t just love me, but treats me like someone that loves me and wants me to be a better person. Someone that builds me up and encourages me. So here I am, willingly abandoning all control to him and finding myself in need.

I need to be in his arms. I need that hug when I'm having a hard day, his breath in my ear whispering, “I'm here, your not alone .” I need to rest my head on his chest and listen to his heartbeat. I need to feel his lips steal my unspoken secrets. Secrets that when I'm alone...keep me up at night.