I want you

I want you.

But I want you for all of the wrong reasons.

I want you because I am hideous and you are beautiful.

I want you because when I am alone all I want to do is cry but when I am with you all I do is laugh and smile.

I want you because I hate myself but I want to love you.

I want you because I hate myself but I can make you happy.

I want you because I hate myself but I don’t hate you.

I want you because there is an enormous, gaping hole in my heart that all of my light and happiness is uncontrollably pouring out of, but you …. you make me feel whole.

I want you because I hate myself but …

I want you because … I hate me.

I know you

Against all almost incomprehensible odds, we are here

This is going to sound grim but life is a lie and nothing means anything. The world that we live in is a product of random chance. A series of completely randomized events occurred and became the catalyst for an ideal environment that eventually allowed for our reality to form around us. Nothing designed it. No omnipotent being made that happen. We are simply the result of a random process inside of an unconscious system. Heat, bacteria, an ideal atmosphere, a few billions years and everything in between would lead us to right now.

Right now. Where against all almost incomprehensible odds, we are here. Every single event that has randomly transpired since the dawn of our existence has occurred in such a specific sequence of events, in such an absolutely obscure and amazingly specific series of random occurrences, that this world we live in has allowed us to exist next to each other at the same time. On the same planet. In the same country. In the same city. On top of all of that, we were able to find each other. Able to know each other. Able to become friends.

Against all odds.
I know you.