Puzzled. Pieces.

It just kinda fell into place.

I realized what I felt was missing from my life. It was in front of me the whole time. That's probably why I didn't notice it. It was on my mind constantly, but that didn't necessarily place it in my life. I didn't want to admit that's what it was because it felt selfish. I don't own her and I didn't want to think that I felt that she needed to fill a space in a mandatory kind of way.

She has ways of making me realize very important things without having to say much.

It's not selfish, she said, in a far better way than I could ever possibly say it. It's going to sound cheesy, and derivitive, and biased, but she never ceases to impress me and surprise me. She understood without me having to say much either. She could always do that. I'll stumble with words for minutes, and she'll distill it with a simple, "Yeah, like ."

Anyway, I was missing her terribly and admiting it to myself really helped. Life is looking brighter and brighter.