That achy feeling

This post is about somebody I ache to see. Hmm...present tense, ache, aching, and will be aching to see until I see this person in person. Oh my! I think I have arthritis bad! All achy! Frankly, right now, as I am typing I am beginning to doubt if that is the right spelling of that word. Could somebody tell me! Please!
Okay, okay, I'm okay now. This somebody entered (or re-entered) my dormant-like-mount-royal-life and shaken my quiet and peaceful existence. Ha! This sounds unreal now. But it is real. This somebody is real.
That is why I ache to see this person again. After all these years.
There I go again. Achy. I should just use longing, so I won't have doubts in spelling. Agreed? Agree.
I have never felt so alive in a while. Not that I was dead or in cryo. But you get my drift. And I cannot imagine this somebody, this friend can make me feel this way. Can make me type words that is redundant and yet feels right to type away.
Sometimes I try to think of why I am feeling this way. Achy. Longy - nah, this is not right word. I have other "somebodies" in my life who have always been around. But I guess, when a certain somebody enters or in this case "re-enters" your life, it's a whole new thing. It's a great feeling. And I love it. I hope it's for real. I wish it won't end - the excitement that flows within me when I know this somebody feels the same way as I do. It's a bit odd, but good odd. Never absurd.
Life, I think has a way of presenting people that is good for us. And always at the right time. People who will help us be better than what we think we are. Ones who will push us but not overwhelm. Those that will inspire us to seek the goodness around us and appreciate it even more. People in our lives that are "feel-good" people. You feel good knowing they are there for you and you for them.
And this is the kind of person this somebody is. I have told this somebody over and over how much I appreciate the love and concern we both have for each other. It always feels good to know somebody thinks of you not just while you think of them, but even when you have so many things to think about. See, the redundancy I am talking about?
I know this person is for keeps. This time, there's no letting go. No more drifting away.
And that is a promise I am willing to commit.