Almost perfect

I've woken up this morning with so much running around my mind and a post that needs out. I'm not sure exactly where it's going or how it's going to come out but I have something to say and beg your indulgence. It's been a really strange week thats gone from oh lord I want to die to oh lord it's great to be alive and back again and not neccesarrily in that order either. Who knows where the words are going to take me today.

Have you ever had one of those almost perfect days?

I did this week. For a long time I've needed so badly to be needed and wanted and in a small way I finally was. I was able to be there for someone I care about and that was more than I would ever have asked for or expected. The fact that he turned to me was just so WOW and meant more to me than I think even I realised until now and for the first time in the longest time, longer in fact than an I can remember I was content.

Actually, NO, I was happy.

It's funny to think that something as simple as being able to hold someone when they need it can actually make a you happy. But it did. I can only hope that someday I get the chance to tell him how much it meant to me.

I've actually come to realise a few things about myself while sitting here writting this and these realisations scare the crap out of me because he called it a long time ago and even though I knew he got me, I just never realised exactly how well he got me.