I have never made it a secret that I always wanted someone so specific and unrealistic, that I thought they'd only live in my imagination. Because someone who has the capacity to deal with my insanity and my weird being and simply my entire existence would only equal to my mom or dad. But as if I had been blind while struggling to see, just in time when I stopped looking, you were there. You were there, with hands wide open and a smile so beautiful as if telling me, "Your search is over. I'm right here." You should see the look on your face. You don't know how lovely you are.
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