I am lost, I am falling, I am finding myself over and over, in a million different ways.

I am changing, and I am holding on to who I am all in the same moment in time.

I am learning who I am.

I am beginning to understand what matters, and what you do matters.

I am beginning to see that acting on impulse will not work for me.

There is a moment where you decide which way your life will go, which path you will take.

Tonight, I looked at Paul, and I saw myself the way he saw me.

Tonight I looked at Paul and I saw he wanted to kiss me.

Tonight he didn't. I want to savour this. Every moment of it. I want a perfect first kiss. I want a life different from anything I have ever felt.

I want to hold on to the way he makes me feel. To the endless conversations of ideas, theories, the inner workings of people.

I want to hold on to the comfortable silences.

I never want to go back.

"We don't have to define or label. We know what it is, even if it is indescribable."