If you’re a single person, there has most likely been a time where you met a string of people and none of them particularly excited you. It’s a boring and disheartening feeling. You wonder if you’ll ever meet someone who excites you again.
Why is that spark so hard to find? A lot of people criticize the spark and say it is a waste of time to go after. That it’s something you shouldn’t even value to begin with. But I want it. Screw mundane love and just making it work. I want to feel something. If that’s selfish, well then I guess I’m selfish.
Have you ever talked to someone and it just feels so forced? So awkward? That’s the worst. If you must be stood up, that’s the person you want to be stood up by.
And then you have the opposite experience. You meet someone, sparks fly, and you’re talking all night. You can’t stop thinking about them. It’s a special kind of torture. That’s the best.
Who knows why some people click while other unions fall flat? It’s probably a personality thing. Some people just get each other.
They do life the same way, think the same way, are operating on the same wave length. Those are the same people who can hurt you the most, and that’s the trade off.
When it’s right — it’s beautiful and when it goes south — it hurts like hell.