What is it like to “get” someone? What is it like to finally be “gotten”? To be understood? To be appreciated, not for anything you did but for who you are? What is it like to suddenly realize that you are smiling just because your mind wandered to thoughts of her? What is it like to not remember what life was like before you knew her? What is that like?
What is it like to find someone who lets you be the man you always dreamed of being? The man you thought you could be? The man you knew you were? What is it like when someone believes in you? Confides in you? Trusts you? What is that like?
What is it like to live to feel not just your own heart beat but hers as well? What is it like to know her scent? Not her perfume, not her lotion, but her? What is it like to have a dream about the love of your life, and then wake up to the knowledge that she is real? That she didn’t disappear with the morning fog? What is it like to be with someone who is not only real but “real”? What is that like?
What is it like to feel that you were made for someone? That she was made for you? That all the mistakes and wrong turns taken and opportunities missed are OK because they all led you to her? What is it like to find someone you love? What is that like? I ask because I don’t know.”