I'm a fire

When I see him, a rush of insecurities come flying back into my brain.  All of the things he ever said to me that I've taken to heart comes flooding back.  And I get lost in those thoughts.  With that, feelings of needing to prove him wrong comes back with such a force it takes my breath away.

Just as I think I'm drowning, I catch a glimpse of my safe harbor and I reach out and land safely in the arms of the one who loves me for me.  He sees my mess, feels every ounce of my passion and still embraces me for me.  He calls me beautiful and tells me he'll be there until the end of time.  He knows my flaws and tells me he loves me anyway.

A conversation with Mat today brought out a realization that I hadn't seen before.  He is my mirror and when he's at his worst, I can think "this is how I am at my worst" and this is an opportunity for me to step back and say, this is how difficult I can be.  What would I want him to do for me in this moment.

I am cognitively going to take this on and apply this to our relationship.    Because at the end of the day, this boy isn't afraid of my flames or the heat, he knows the pressure from these makes a diamond, not sand.