Yeah, I’m right and so are your thoughts.
You cant deny that a smile is crawling up your cheeks and exposing your perfect set.
You are happy and you want to keep it to yourself.
You know like your own little secret.
This is your happy place. Your thriving ground. Happiness galore.
It’s okay to deny what’s happening to you at this point in time and in this very moment.
Here’s the thing,
there’s only so much running you can do before the truth catches up with you.
Colour me guilty cause I’m a fan of this thing, avoidance and escapism.
I live by avoiding but one time it comes down on you like an avalanche and you crush slowly but surely because you simply wouldn’t face things as they are.
The quote up there should serve as clear proof of my love for Shonda Rhimes show, Grey’s Anatomy. Sometimes I feel like its become a part of me just like your person is a part of your very existence.
You can sit in absolute silence and speak to each other in thought.
No one has to speak when you understand each others levels. You can call and listen to them breathing. Hug them when they cry and laugh when it gets too much sometimes. You can ask whats wrong and they speak to you by looking at you. You know what I mean? See the way a mother holds her baby and woos her to sleep in ways science tries explaining? That there is the perfect picture you can have of your person. It’s one of those things you can’t explain but you feel. It’s simply natural.
“You’re my sister, you’re my family, you’re all I’ve got.” — Meredith Grey
Your person goes down and dirty for you.
They hurt and they laugh with you. Sorrow is shared like love in plenty. You make plans and you do them together. You don’t back down even when it seems impossible to achieve. When you win it’s for two not for one. It’s selfless and pure and real. That there is your person who lives up to their vows. The unsaid ones. They defy the odds. Time and distance are just words to them which don’t stop them.
Your person bares their soul to you.
You see them at their best and at their worst. When shit hits the the fan and it seems like it’s a losing battle, they pick you, they choose you and they love you as you are. When it’s all said and done, there are no hard feelings cause deep down you know your person will always be your person.
P.S: Your person can be your best friend,your lover,your soulmate,your pet, and whoever you understand on levels no one else does. Most of all be your own person, love you and do you!