Too much love for one journal

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Whether it was the thrill of the season's first snow, or the secure feeling of falling asleep in his arms, or the mischievous excitement of new experiences, I have gained a new feeling of being complete from this last weekend. Whatever fear I had about admitting that I believed this could be love at first sight before has vanished like the snow from the autumn leaves. Tis' the season for change and I can no longer try to deny that I am truly changed. Like the trees with their yellowing leaves around me, my heart is changing, preparing for a season more beautiful than all four in our year. I have felt feelings more peaceful than the silently falling snow, more innocent than spring's first bloom, brighter and warmer than summer's blazing sun, and more changing and beautiful than autumn's vivid leaves. Ever so smoothly and calmly, my mind and heart adjust for my new season, a season built on love. Whether your personal definition of love allows you to believe that love at first sight can exist, know that mine truly and wholeheartedly does and I live it every day. It is not a matter of wanting love to exist so much that my mind and heart create it; if anything, I experienced more denial in the beginning than hope. It has simply come down to the fact that I know what I feel; it is something I have never experienced before. I feel the fire of all the emotions blazing inside of me at the same time that I feel completely at peace. Whether this is a love that was created simply to remind me not to give up on looking, or whether it is THE love that will complete my heart, my life, my family, only time will tell. I want so badly to let you see what I see, let you feel what I feel. I want the whole world to know what it means to want to give someone everything you have and be so beyond lucky to have that person want to give it all back. I want you to know what it feels like to gaze into someone's eyes and want to cry because it is too perfect to be true, laugh because you simply cannot contain all that is inside of you, and at the same time want to just smile that small half smile because you know that in that moment nothing else in the world matters. My wish for the world is that everyone is able to experience for at least one day, the overwhelming joy I have felt since I met him. Juliet can keep her Romeo, Beatrice her Benedict, because always and forever I will have my Terrance.