Sometimes we know the people around us, sometimes we don't, and more than many times, we assume that we know them when really it's the other way around.
People are hard to predict, humans as we are, they're complicated. A brain, a heart, and all the skin and bones make up a living being, each vivid of its own kind with their own understanding of this very more vast world. And yet, with all these differences, we all so beautifully co-exist.
Isn't it intriguing, to know, that somewhere, a soul, a human is waiting to be yours, to know you and for you to know them, and be theirs forever?