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untitled (because you understand)

I can't believe 2 years have passed since i wrote this. :)

We might have walked past each other on the busy sidewalk, or stopping next to each other in different taxis as they pull up in front of the church. Or almost bumping into each other as we make a dash for the restrooms after service.

It will start slowly - from infatuation, with shy smiles and shared jokes, long chats and gentle confiding, increased heartbeat and avoidance of eye contact. I'll remember specific little things about you, the kind of food you go crazy for, your quirky taste in music, and the kind of t-shirts you like to wear. You will be outlined in bright colours, conspicuous in a sea of people and even more so when i lay my eyes on you.

I will like you not because you have rewritten the birth of the planet, recomposed scientific laws, or prove that there's life in other dimensions. I will like you because what you inspire is very simple and affecting.

It is the ability that some people have to rejuvenate the mood of a room or be the force that transforms a dreadful party to an always-remembered event, that's what you will possess. You step into the room and everyone feels more alive and a little happier. You make things happen and you can make things change. You never think very highly of yourself, you just carry on living the way you know you should live despite struggles and challenges that seem to consume you. You will help me to stand taller and lift my head higher with your quiet strength, you will be by my side as we try to live a life that glorifies God.

I will like you because you are someone who understands my past, believes in my future and accepts me for who i am today.

I could try to write about these in soaring terms that armies of violins would strain to reach, but i wouldn't do you justice, i couldn't even get close. It's something to accept that day by day you will continue to defy my attempts to reduce you to a page, to a paragraph or sentence. You may not exist yet but i will put down this pen i've used to bring some of you into an alphabet. I will get away from a life that's typed and back into a life that you, whoever you may be, make happen every moment.