remembering, with relief

hands down, this is the best description i have read in a while about being in love.

"i felt and smelled the rain against his coat, felt his arms around me, and remembered, with relief, how extraordinary scents and rain and love and life can be. we saw each other as often as we could. we talked about everything. he was almost frighteningly intuitive, smart, passionate, and occasionally, deeply melancholic; and he came to know me better than anyone had ever known me. we shared a love for poetry , music, tradition, and irreverence as well as an unflagging awareness of the darker side of almost everything that was light, and the lighter side of almost everything that was bleak or morbid. we created our own world of discussion, desire, and love, living on champagne, roses, snow, rain, and borrowed time, an intense and private island of restored life for both of us."

From 'An Unquiet Mind' by Kay Redfield Jamison (c.1995)