I've been moveing through my days as if lost in a fog. Everything seems clouded over and voices seem to echo distantly. Theres this dull ache in the center of my chest that won't go away till I'm back there. There. Home. Funny how I think it as home already. Home is where the heart is they say and I know what that means now. I miss him so much. I've always felt since I was young there was something important in me missing. I could have easily lived my entire life without it, not fully knowing what I was missing, and been alright. But now.. finding that, feeling completed in a way I never have in my whole life, just to be seperated again is mildly aggravateing in the very, very least. I've always been a romantic, and life has made me a bit of a cynic on top of that. So I always had hoped things like love at first sight were possible, but the cynic always said that was only in fairy tales and childrens stories. But.. after months of talking.. after growing so close and becomeing best friends.. upon seeing him my heart skipped. And after that first hug I knew. I loved him. A love which only grew as time passed. A love that evolved. And I knew I had found what I had spent most of my life looking for. I found my other half. Say what you will, I know it must sound odd to most. But.. everything feels more real around him. I've always had this little thing where when talking something over with someone if I could see myself doing it, I knew it would happen. And with the people I'd been with in the past I would look into the future and there would always be blank spots after a certain point. Not so with him.. I see it all. Its not scarey, seemingly seeing my life passing in front of me. Its comforting really. Empowering. After 21 years.. I've found my other half. And once I'm back with him, the fire inside me will burn brighter and more steady then it ever has. Till then I walk the mists. ~Ravenfox