And eventually, you will meet someone, out of the hundreds of people you've met in your life. He's ordinary and does the same things as anyone can do. He wakes up in the morning, fix himself a cup of coffee, do household chores, work his way out through the day, sleeps like a log, drinks booze, and maybe puff a cigarette stick or two. But will turn your world upside down. This seemingly ordinary and simple human being who is like any other human being starts to become the only human being in your world. And you start to ask questions. However, the answers somehow don't matter. It's strange and beautiful when you think about it. Like, why him? Why now? Why does your heart beats faster when he's around and slows down when he's not? Why does your hands sweat when he's about to hold you? Why do you dream of him? Why do you see your future with him? Why is your mind filled with the image of his face, with his kind eyes and warm smile? Why is his laugh the most beautiful sound? Why do you feel wonderful and glad when he says your name? Because you know. You just know.
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A/N: Song on the side is Falling, Catching by Agnes Obel. Chapter is dedicated to qurrks.
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Poetry"Forgetting is a lot like leaving someone or somewhere you recognized as home." (Copyright © Flores, Catherine 2015)