Have you ever met someone who understands the very essence of your soul without you having to explain? Someone whose life parallels yours in ways, both big and small, that create a shared history without actually having one. Someone who gets your Star Wars jokes and doesn’t even blink when you visibly admire his “Han shot first” tattoo. In fact, he urges you to read the books, and opens your eyes to a whole new world of Imperial Grand Admirals and Dark Jedis. He tells you you’re amazing and, for the first time in a long time, you believe it. You can talk about music and movies and politics and religion without arguing, even though you may disagree. He’s the first to call out sexism, be it blatant or subtle, and listens to your experiences without judging or diminishing them. He tells you you’re beautiful and looks in your eyes and you end up breaking your own rule and kissing him first because you just can’t stop yourself. Then the two of you make out in a bowling alley parking lot like a couple of teenagers and don’t even care when actual teenagers start yelling at you to get a room. He puts a smile on your face every time you think of him, which means you have a perpetual grin because he just won’t get out of your head. Truthfully, you don’t want him to. When you can’t get out of town, he drives almost two hours, through construction and blazing sun just to see you, and when he tells you he’d drive twice as far without hesitation, you know it’s the truth. He gets a look in his eye when he sees you, like he hasn’t quite figured out what he’s done to deserve you. Frankly, you don’t quite understand it because you’re still grappling with what sort of good fortune has resulted in the perfect man being dropped right into your lap. He misses you after 10 minutes apart and isn’t afraid to tell you. In fact, you miss him after 10 minutes, too. When you haven’t heard from him in awhile, you check your phone, and as you’re putting in the passcode, you hear the ding that means he’s just texted you. He makes you believe in “there’s someone for everyone” and has you hoping that he is that someone. He makes you understand why it didn’t work out with anyone else, and makes you so thankful for everything that lead up to this amazing moment.
I don’t know if this is unique, or if this is how everyone feels. All I know is that I never, ever want to wake up.