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I imagine it’s like two hands that fit perfectly within one another

I think I’m in love… with love.

I think I’m in love with the idea of love.

I remember my teacher saying that we all go through life as an incomplete half, searching for that other half. That other half, that symmetrical match. I imagine it’s like two hands that fit perfectly within one another.

I think I’m in love with the idea… that concept of destiny: that somewhere, way out there, there is a man thinking the same thoughts, dreaming the same dreams, hoping the same hopes—symmetry.

I think I’m in love the idea that I have not missed my chance, there is sureness and I will meet him; he wasn’t that guy at the bus stop who gave me the time, or the guy I momentarily I made eye-contact with while crossing the street.

I think I’m in love with the idea that one day, when I do cross the street, and it is that guy…my guy, our eyes would connect, everything else would fall, the people around us would slowly blur and drift away in blackness, the earth would be shattering and breaking and changing, shapes would be molding; only him and I would be crisp, only him and I would be clear.

It makes my heart flutter—so maybe I am a romantic—when I think about the intimate nights; those life-changing moments when I look at him and know; those perfect, safe, warm nights when I lay my head on his chest, his heart beating and my heart racing,

Our two hands fitting perfectly within one another.

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