I've felt intimacy so deep I felt it may overwhelm me, a feeling I welcomed and feared consecutively; I felt out of control and unsure if, should I lose the feeling, I'd find my way back to the person I was before. I eventually came to the understanding that I'd never be who I was before because of the love and intimacy and that I actually didn't have any desire to be that person any more anyway; I was happier with who I'd become as part of that special and unique bond of love and intimacy and the companionship that came with it.
That intimacy I felt was shared someone I loved desperately and with my whole being, and I still do and along with it came growth, change, and a sense of having found who I'd wanted to be all along, but didn't know it at the time. It is a love that distracts me and keeps me focused, that sets me free and enfolds me tightly within its embrace at the same moment and that guy and I share a companionship I feel certain is unbreakable, or close to it.
I believe that mutual love and companionship is one of the best things life has to offer a person and that companionship is not the sole domain of lovers. I've found it with friends and family also, and that's something I wish everyone finds as soon in their lives that they possibly can.