This is how Nature set us.
We live and we die.
And for what?
To have kids just to let our species thrive when we die?
But for what?
Why continue the cycle at all?
Happiness. Satisfaction. Love.
Is that what all of them feel? Is that what drives them?
But you
You are so different
Too different for people to accept you and me as one.
But also
You are the same as me
So much so that you and me as one would ruin the cycle on our behalf.
I'd feel happy, satisfied, loved only with you.
Living with someone just avaregely similar and different from me would be useful. We'd have a kid. Job done. Role fulfilled.
But then I'd just die sad
