Have you ever met someone who intrigues you on a soul-deep level?
I have met many people, but few catch my attention in such an aggressive manner. I catch myself looking at them with that look in my eye that I get when I describe something I am passionate about. I tend to drown out all other sounds, and solely hear their voice as they speak. I laugh when they laugh, and cry when they cry. I catch myself asking, "How can two people be so different yet so alike?" and "Are you sure we haven't met before?" Although I wish I met you sooner, I am blessed to know you now. May timing be in our favor.
I'm growing passionate to understand you and your patterns. There are reasons behind your actions, emotions, and words. I have patience; I don't take things personally most often because I know that generally there is something greater going on externally or internally with the individual.
I love the way you laugh at all the silly things you were once scared of. I find such thrill in all of the sound effects you add in when telling stories. I respect that you ask if I need a greater explanation when something may be rather complex for someone other than you to understand.
I have this nostalgic feeling of what is yet to come. For you. For us? When you plot out all of your aspirations in life, I get excited too! Time will only tell whether I will see you succeed or try over and over, but I feel as if I will in some way remain connected to you.
I giggle over your stories of sloppy first kisses and attempts at introducing yourself to intimidating people. I empathize with your current emotions and the emotions tied to the story at hand. I am disappointed in those that have hurt you.
I am enlightened to know that despite all that you have endured, you can yet have such a young and vibrant soul. You have the choice to tell which stories you please. I always hope you are or have processed what has happened in your life, but I also hope that you can reframe the negatives with the positives, or more so, the hopefuls.
You have reminded me that despite our short stay here on this earth so far, and our young ages, we have much to share with this world. We have our hearts, minds, and souls. We have the power to speak about what once scared us, what motivates us, what helps us. We have the power to lend hands, give hugs, and open ears. We have knowledge and power that age cannot limit.
As if our souls have traveled this universe once before, with our deep thoughts on life and all that life entails, we connect like stars of the same constellation a part of one big night sky.