There are people you meet, and they are wonderful and kind and smart and funny and everything they should be. There are those people, and, then, there are the spectacular ones. The kind that dream huge dreams and turn them into reality, leaving behind a trail of awed viewers. The kind that have wondrous, incredible thoughts simple people (like me) couldn’t even imagine. The kind that it is an honor to even watch from afar.
It’s always hard not to fall in love with the spectacular ones, and i’d like to say that’s why it happened to me -because how could it not- but, truly, it’s because she was her and the her she was was perfect, and I was me and the me I was, really needed someone like her.
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This is too beautiful for me so I decided to post it here.
Ps : replace she for he and her for him
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