When did I become half a person?

Did you ever experience one of those moments where you seem to suddenly become aware of yourself and your life only to look around and find where you were so drastically different than where you started? Well, if you haven't your missing out because, at least for me, it was such an amazing discovery that it's given me, for lack of a better word, closure. Eleven months ago this past Friday I was somehow able to pull the wool over Taylor Gail Lanning's eyes and miraculously con her into taking a chance on me. Well almost a year has passed and my life has changed in almost every way. Sure it was scary at first because it's not every day you put all you have into something without a second thought, but given the chance I'd make the same decision a million times over. So here I am, 20 years old going into my third year of college, and how am I spending my Friday nights? Am I hitting the bars with the boys? The answer is no, and I couldn't be happier about that fact. In fact on most nights you can find me laying next to my perfect girlfriend watching some sort of show, which we have dozens of, and talking about our miserable days at work. Most of my friends don't really get it and that's ok with me because all that matters is her and there isn't anywhere else I could ever picture myself. To get back on topic a little more, I noticed this weekend just how far I've come in life and just how much Taylor really means to me. She went home for a few days to see our families and it was torture to be away from her. It was during that time that I was jolted into consciousness long enough to see more clearly than I have in years. It came to my attention that after 11 months of laughter, love, arguments, making up, inside jokes, secrets, and adventures that "I" had ceased to exist and had become merely half of a whole that was she and I. I had become so blissfully ignorant of the outside world and my irrelevant past that I am now as we speak so wrapped up in what we have that I am amiss as to where she ends and I begin. When I said that I had found closure I don't really think it was an adequate enough term because it carries with the negative connotation that the realization I came to was one I wasn't happy about or the circumstances under which I had reached weren't exactly ideal. The truth is actually quite the contrary because this truth has done nothing but bring an overwhelming joy that can only be a result of anything to do with her. So I guess I answered my own question, I've become half a person for one reason. I tore down all my walls and let her in and we've become so tangled in love and lost in each other that we don't know up from down. It's that beautiful truth that keeps me going everyday in a vain attempt to be close to what she deserves.