Time to bare the soul...again

So life was perfect...or so I thought. Then something comes into my life that makes my life without this thing look like a spiraling death trap to hell, ok so maybe I'm being a little dramatic there, but still...Sometimes everything seems so perfect and then something comes into your life that makes everything you knew before seem useless. I don't really know who's going to be reading this so I can't say names I can only say how this thing makes me feel. First of all, yes it is a person and no I will not tell you who it is. This person makes me feel amazing. They make me so happy, I don't think I have every laughed as hard as I do with this person. You can be the funniest person in the world but also be the most serious. I have had some of the best conversations with you. You make so much sense to me. We are so much alike, I'm not sure if you can tell. You get me. And not in the sense that you know me inside and out but the things you say resemble things I have said or things that I think. It's like you are me sometimes. I could see myself saying alot of the things you say in our conversations. It's like you get me without directly "getting" me. It's such a weird thing to explain. I've known you for so long and we've been through so much. I know how you think, and not in a weird stalkerish type of situation either, I mean I know you well enough to take a pretty good guess on how you're going to react to certain things or how you are going to feel about something. You are the kind of person I could see myself being with. And to think I never knew you valued me that much and sometimes I still really don't think you do. Sometimes I think you say things in the spur of the moment without actually meaning them and then other times it's like you really actually care about me. Imagine that concept, right? I feel so at ease when I'm with you. I can relax and be comfortable and I don't have to feel like I constantly have to act a certain way. I hate that about some people. You have to say the right things or act a certain way for them to like you, but not you. You don't care what I do or how I act. I love that about you. You don't care about anything, and not in a "I don't give a f*** about you," sort of way, it's just that you're not constantly sticking your nose into other people's business. You let everyone do what they want, and you're cool with it. If it doesn't concern you, it's not your problem. It's a good way to be. Another thing I absolutely love about you is the fact that you like nice girls. You don't go for the whore-ish types. You like a good girl...well relatively speaking. You've been hurt though too, just like me. Now this isn't a comparision and contrast essay about us but I just think it's interesting how we are so similar and you probably never gave it a second thought. Anyways, I'm tired and you're not online for me to talk to so I think I'm going to go to bed. Just wanted to get that off my chest. And if you ever end up reading this, give me a second thought ok, that's all I'm asking. I won't hurt you. I promise. Goodnight. <3
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