That one person....
The one that comes into your life unexpectedly, the one who somehow seems to wake you up, as if you had been in some sort of coma your whole life until they showed up and snapped you out of it.
Reality deepens, colors are more colorful, vision is clearer, tastes are tastier. And everything just seems to mean more.
And you notice things, like that tree in the back yard that's been there for a million years, and you used to climb it sometimes when you were a kid, but as you got older, it just sort of became part of the scenery, the backdrop, but....
Now you notice it again, and look at it, feel the rough texture of the bark, and you wonder "How have I missed this for so long?"
That one person that makes you understand that life is not biology, it's not cells and oxygen and neurons and respiration, it's -- something sacred and meaningful and there to be cherished.
That one person who holds your hand, and -- for just one moment, as foolish and silly and unrealistic as it is -- you just know nothing can ever go wrong again.
And then it stays like that for another moment, ten moments, a thousand moments.
That one person who can see inside your every thought, your every hope and dream and fear and even the bad stuff, and they keep smiling and say "I love you" and you know it's true, even though you wonder how can anyone love you this much....?
That one person who sticks in your head and helps you go to sleep even when they're hundreds of miles away....
That one person, whose breath, whose heartbeat, becomes almost synchronized with your own....
That one person....
What do you do when they're gone forever....?
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