Hypothetical, but real...

Let's just establish one thing - You are important.

Not because I said it, but because you are. No no, think about it, suppose you are walking down your usual regular boring road, that you take everyday and suddenly you remember “Shittt!!!” you forgot your wallet back home, you run cause towards your home, you are already running late, you check your handbag again to see if it’s there and BOOM!! you clash with the person coming from the opposite side, he falls down and the panic button goes blaring in your head “FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCKKKKKK why does it have to be me everytime?????” you say sorry, help him get up and run.

The guy growls at you as he waits for the next bus to arrive since the clash made him miss his 9:43am bus by a second. But unknown to you surprisingly he met his long due crush there. And while you keep on cursing yourself throughout the whole day, someone out there is thanking you for the same. Highly hypothetical, but quite possible.

“ One of the greatest tragedies of human life, is that you will always be loved more than you will ever get to know ”

Tearing away pieces of your heart, not because you want to but solely for the reason so that nobody can crush the whole of it ever again. Well that's what the game plan was, until...until she swiped right and passed his heart. Projecting traumas that people from the past passed down on them. Both of them scared just enough, to make commitments, cause they had built dreams in the future from people in their past, and the person in their present must wait now and prove their worth now?

One with impulsive imaginations, the other a silent seeker, one being a professional therapist (self declared) to many but a yapper to her, while she being she will reply with a "hmmmm" and then proceed to give her explain it with facts (who needs facts, when you just want to yap), one will tell literally anything he has on his mind even it's one of the most dumbest shit ever known to the humankind, the other a bit agitated and probably on her way to beat the shit of him with a cold reply.

Unlike other good stories, they DO NOT fit like unsolved pieces of puzzles, but they do fit, in ways that can't be described in words. Both of them fighting, but still would not let go of each other and yet existing without any modern day labels as such. Fragile yet strong