You meet people. Lots of people. You become friends with some. You become foes with some. And you don’t give a fuck about some. And then you meet this one person. The person who transforms your life in an unimaginable way. The person who is an exception to every definition of yours. The person in front of whom you can lay yourself naked(open yourself up). The person who not only touches your body, but your soul as well.You talk to people. Lots of people. You talk to some on a regular basis. You talk to some at times only. And you don’t even care to talk to some. And then you talk to this one person. And you want to talk to this one person every second. You don’t want to end the conversation. You wish to talk all day long. Yet it doesn’t seem to be enough. You never seem to get enough of anything about this person. You want more and more of everything.You get attracted towards people. Lots of people. You confess to some. You prefer to hide your emotions for some. For some, you realise it is all momentarily. And then, you fall in love with that one person. Mind you, there is a difference between attraction and love. And you love that one person with all your emotions, with all your heart, and with all that is in there(inside you). You never know when all of this happens. You just go with the flow thinking everything to be normal. And when you look back you realize that nothing was normal between you two. Not even from the beginning.You let go of people. Lots of people. Letting go of some people hurt you. For some, you feel bad and it’s all okay after a few days. For some, it doesn’t affect you in any way. And then, you have to let go of that one person. And letting go of that person won’t hurt you, make you feel bad, or affect you. It will kill you. It will shatter you into pieces. It will torture your soul. And it will break you in a way beyond repair. It will make you question your own identity. It will make you question your own existence. It will make you question the love you have in you. It will make you question everything about you.Why is it that everything comes down to that one person? Why is it that you can’t just be with that person the way you are with others? Why is it that that one person affects you so badly? Why is it that you can’t be with that one person? Why is it that that one person can’t be yours, for always?