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Metamorphosis

Multicolored hair gives way to solid color with one simple streak, cut from it's waves of normality that it's use to having. Same brown eyes that use to see only her have found someone new, after going days dealing with being sick with an illness and sick over lost love I have mended and come to the conclusion. Tonight as we laid next to each other, my eyes drifting from the screen of the movie we were suppose to be watching and over to your eyes, my lips couldn't stay away from your mouth and your neck, the sighs that my ears drank in drove me to a new level of insane. I knew then the natural feeling of you being near me, lighting my body on fire-- I knew then the feel of your embrace was protecting and reassuring that nothing bad would happen to me. I knew then that my heart had finally returned to me, it dripped from where I usually wore it on my face and landed safely in his hands, safely for him to put back together because it was still missing pieces. My eyes clouded up, and I fell into a fog-- A fog that was blocking my thoughts-- My brain shut down finally and it let my heart do the thinking for a change, because my heart was back,it knew what it wanted. And so it untangled me from the chain that hung around my neck that connected me to her, because even though I do cherish her-- I am no longer her's, wearing the necklace that was a token of our love would only show that I am still living in the past, that I am not moving on-- That I am not yet ready to be free from her trace, her touch, her gaze. I am no longer her's, she gave me to him-- Wrapped me up like a Christmas present and sent me his way, knowing that I was damaged goods that she would not be able to fix. My heart cleaned out it's chambers to make room for his heart to stay, his soul entertwined with mine making them both even more strong, we were wrapped in each other long before anyone could have guess this to happen. I gave him my best from the beginning, while God obviously blessed the broken road for both of us-- Leading us to the other.
"I'll never leave you."
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He says these words and I know that he means them, he hasn't stopped saying them since the moment I became his, since the moment that we were allowed to finally be together with everyone involved knowing the truth behind the perfect friendship that everyone else at school and in public saw. But for the first time my heart listened to his words, my heart listened and it understood everything-- That I was always meant to be his. That anyone else was just meant to bring me to this point in my life, that I was meant to be that person before I could be this one-- That I needed to know what it was like to be the strong one, the have to always have an explanation, always have a reason, always be the one that listened, always be the one that was happy with the way things were. But with him I am just me, I can let him in as deep into my mind as I want. He never questions anything he knows about me, he never makes me feel ashamed, he never makes me feel angry or hurt by the things that I say, the things I do, the things that make me who I am. He accepts me on every level that I could ever image.
I am his equal, his miester, his perfect match, perfect half, perfect balance.

Soul Mate. . .

Him and I, we are soul mates.
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And so my heart sighed allowing his heart to move in, and allowing her heart to move on. She cannot be mine anymore no matter how much it may hurt, I need to let her go because she made this decsion, she decided to give me to someone else to have and to hold. And so without the weight of the chain that hung around my neck for so long I was able to look at my new love and see the truth, he was really all mine.
He was really here to be mine.
To never leave me.
Never let me down.
Never hurt me.
Never make me feel alone.
Never judge me.
He was there to be my weapon, to protect me, to help me, to save me.
To work with me against the shadows that haunted me and the darkness that I lived in every day of my life.
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After my heart gave the space in my chest to his heart, taking care of it and loving it sweetly before packing it's own bag and melting into him. Allowing me to feel the final click in my brain that let me know that he was the only one now, he was my one and only. He was the one that I needed to depend on for everything now, even when I cried over the love I lost, even when I cut my arm over the love I lost, he was there for me when I didn't think I needed anyone.
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And now with my heart with him, my soul entertwined with his, his heart with me I am the caterpillar being reborn as the butterfly. I have hatched from my cacoon, I am someone new starting a new chapter in my life. I am a butterfly, I am starting a new beginning. And so untangled from the chains of an old love, and free with my new obtained wings.
I have embraced change for the first time in my life.
And I am not afraid anymore.
And that is my metamorphosis.