What if...

Joy.
At finding so perfect a match.
At being loved.
At finally having someone to go for a run with.
At being understood.

Belief.
In life - and its good side.
In the notion of emotion.
In someone who would always be there.
In myself - more than ever.

Security.
Of support when I lost hope.
Of an unconditional 'thoughts' punching bag.
Of assurance when the world, often, thought otherwise.
Of a final riddance of all lies.

Relief.
That I could stop thinking before I spoke.
That I could let tempers rise, and be met head on.
That I would be advised when I needed it - often.
That I could be myself, and not be judged on it.

Relief - that I wasn't alone.

Security - that I wasn't the one at fault.

Belief - in the beauty of life.

Joy - at being an 'us'....