Consistent, Inconsistent Mind

- a eulogy to the one i will never meet -

Hi! Hope you all are feeling well :)
This was just me playing around with words, trying to break the trend of my current writer's block.
I hope you enjoy it :)
Have a great day!

- lots of love, Theo

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To the person I will never know.

To the person I will never meet.

To the person who will never know me.

To the person who will never have known of my existence.

To the person who I might see in another life.

A story unknown to me, equally as 8 billion others.

I don't know who your first love was.

I don't know who your first heartbreak was.

I don't know where you went to kindergarten.

I don't know what you have on your criminal record.

I don't know if you had a good music taste, a sense of fashion, an eye for art.

I don't know which mug was your favourite to drink hot chocolate out of.

Or even if you liked hot chocolate at all.

I don't know what article of clothing you wore the most, until it fell apart. Where not a single sewing machine could mend it back together.

I don't know if you were an extrovert or introvert, a hopeless romantic, an adrenaline junkie.

I don't know if you climbed Mount Everest, or worked as the president's personal bodyguard.

I don't know if you lived in suffering or purpose. Close with your family or a family of your own.

I don't know if you were left-handed, a night owl, or someone who performed autopsies on dead frogs that they found in their backyard as a child.

I don't know if you secretly worked as a birthday party clown, or a CIA agent.

Wore mismatching socks, was an Elvis impersonator, the mind behind NASA, a Broadway backup dancer, or a stay at home parent.

Drank ginger shots, or had an active sex life.

Burned down a house or helped bail a friend out of jail.

Had a prosthetic leg or thousands of piercings and tattoos.

Had a Dora the Explorer phase, or dressed up as Rick from Rick and Morty for Halloween every year.

I don't know anything about you. All I know is that you died. I don't know how, where or why, but you did.

I don't know a lot of things, now that I think about it.

But something that I am certain of is that you lived. You lived through both strife and harmony. Oxytocin and therapy.

You made mistakes, you learned new things and felt emotions.

You had ideas, thoughts and feelings.

You had one too many shots of tequila.

You faced the NOs, YESs and Maybes of life. Gave up and stood back up.

You experienced a loss of identity, as well as elements of finding yourself in your entirety. You made decisions, you traveled, and you got lost.

You hid beneath the barriers of your heart and you kicked it down. You had a bad mindset and you turned it around.

Highs and lows, ins and outs, all of the above.

You lived. You died. The circle of life.

Hakuna Matata.

Regardless of the happenings within that line between those two years, you lived.

And all I can say is, I'm proud of you.

So is your mum and dad.

Your best friend, your great great great great grandfather.

So is God, if you were ever religious.

Thank you for trying your best and for getting through those moments that you thought you never could.

Sleep well.

Farewell.

Thank you so much for taking the time to read and for listening :) It truly means a lot to me :)

I would love to hear your thoughts, feelings and feedback