He's taken me places where you refuse to go, and along the way, assures me it's ok to be strange. Reminding me of my adventuresome soul, there's anecdotes that slide out-which I found offensive at first, but reassuring after I learned to breathe.
we exist on a different plain, me and him. There's an understanding that imagination shouldn't be kept to ourselves, regardless of where it comes to life. He has chided me about the way I internalize situations, instead making good use of self-expression.
there are times when I feel that we belong to the world, not each other. Holding one another back from experiences is what we could never-EVER do. I appreciate his way with the written word, and the way he has brought light back into my soul.
He might not know this yet, but I think he may just be the one.
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