There have been big changes in my life recently.
I’ve got a new Love, he’s amazing, he’s incredible, we’re perfect on so many levels its scary.
He brings joy to my life.
I slow him down, he speeds me up, we complement and balance each other well.
Today… he moved in. Fully. Completely. All his stuff here. And he’s here.
There’s a light sabre in my house.
A storm trooper helmet.
A whole lotta New England Patriots swag.
Clothes and stuff that aren’t mine.
It… feels weird and awesome at the same time. Very much a “hey this is it. we’re TOGETHER” moment walking in the door and seeing his stuff.
Before, there was a transience to the relationship. He was here, but essentially living out of a suitcase. He was wearing the same clothes for 4 months.
It felt… however much we talked about a future, that there was an option to go back.
Now there’s not.
He’s here. And I have a future with him.
He loves me, I love him, and he respects and honours the love I have for Mark.
I am amazed at how my life has changed…