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Cliches are Cliche

I know. I'm not like- a sappy sap for super romantic stuff. I'm kidding. You know this. If you're reading this you must definitely know this and you must like me lmaooooo I'm just playing with you its okay- kinda cute.

Anyway... I just. Was daydreaming. Again. It happens. And I read this thing where someone looked at the sky- and instantly paused. And then they realized that the constellations of the night sky mirrored the moles on the face of their "soulmate" and BRO. (Sorry... plural term, and I also have no other words... like... damn)

Imagine?

Looking at something. And instantly thinking of your person, and just having this warm comforting feeling all over. I mean, at this moment I'm not sure who they are... where they are, if they know me already. If I met them and never gave them a chance. Or overlooked them because I was living in my fishbowl and didnt wake up and realize I was in an ocean and finding that 1 person out of billions literally defies the odds.

Imagine.

I wonder what they are doing... what they like to do- if they like the good and the bad... I mean... unfortunately I like to find the good in the bad but maybe they can even me out and do the opposite ;) not- saying that I'm inherently good. That is technically all up to opinion. I mean... what are they like? Like- what if they are super outgoing and fiery, or super quiet and cute- I dont think I'm ever going to know if I have found "my" person. I mean. I might realize one day when I wake up and I'm not startled that I'm being held by a human and not a giant stuffed animal or blanket.

Either way... I cant wait. I dont even- I dont even want to fall in love. I just want to- know them. Know them so well that I know that they know that I must love them, and not cause I say it or show it, but just knowing? I know... deep. But... dammit I've realized that saying I love you and meaning it is super hard to say. Apologizing, asking for forgiveness, forgiving, actually being happy. All the same inner strength to even consider acting upon it. Why does this world criminalize emotions and capitalize on pain? Shouldnt we celebrate that we are able to do this?? Why cant we...

I mean, after all... were all just existing. Isnt that a miracle? We live and die and try to make something of our time here for people, places and things that will live and die with us. I know my viewpoint has changed. But honestly? I dont hold grudges anymore. I'm not... angry or sad or disappointed. I'm not, looking for answers. In the end, I will pass not knowing everything. So why does it matter so much? It doesn't. Like it actually doesn't matter to me anymore. All that I care about know, is learning everything that I can about being alive. And in it's most simple, magnificent form. I wanna live as a human in this world, and just do what humans do. I think my dream is to just live life, and see where it takes me. Because by the time the road comes to an end, I'd have done just that.

Crazy huh? I wonder... what are they doing now? How do they live life? I bet... I bet they're- alive. Beautifully, alive.

...shit. I already love them and I dont even know them.

Here's to being human I guess. At least it's not rocket science XD

-Kj