5th/Joy And #life is good again. It's surprising where one can find love: in the most unlikely places, where you don't think to look, it can be there. I made a new friend, who I quickly learned was a friend in need. I did everything I could for her, we talked and talked for hours through the night. I remember telling myself that I would have done it for any of my friends. I might well have done, but this was different. She was special. I think perhaps I should mention that I am bisexual. I am attracted to guys and girls in equal measure; I make little distinction between the genders when it comes to people I know I like, and I think that's a good way to live. Since I fell hard out of a relationship a few months ago, I hadn't been dating. I fended off a few advances because I didn't feel ready. I had been hurt badly; I was wary, not wanting to open myself up again for fear of being bitten again. I'm not afraid of it any more. I have found a girl who needs me just as much as I need her, a person who I fell for in a matter of days over a few chance meetings. She has a dark past, been through emotional suffering nobody should have to endure. I was cautious, caring; it was a while before we realised that we both felt the same way about each other. We fell into each other, pure joy and elation at each other's mere presence. I am happier just being around her than I ever have been with any other person, male or female. I do not agree with the idea that there is one perfect person for all of us. I think that love is real, that certain individuals may indeed be perfect for each other, but I don't think that there can be only one love for each of us. I believe that given time, two people can shape each other into exactly what they want. In this way, we make our own happiness. This post is short, because I have little time. In the first throes of romance, there rarely is much space to breathe. But I am happy. Be happy. The Fallen Has Risen.