My whole life, I never fit in.
Never felt understood, never felt accepted, rarely had strong a sense of place, always felt like an outsider and constantly felt like creature from another planet.
So I tried everything.
I played sports I didn’t like, joined clubs I didn’t enjoy, wore clothes that didn’t fit and made friends who didn’t reciprocate. I took classes I didn’t understand, tried religions that didn’t work, consumed chemicals that didn’t help and dated girls that didn’t match. I worked jobs that didn’t last, joined associations that didn’t care, performed for audiences who didn’t listen and did work that didn’t matter.
Nothing worked.
But then you showed up.
Someone who got me. Someone who could keep up with me. Someone who shared my obsessions and accentuated my quirks. Someone who was weird enough to make me feel normal. Someone who brought out the brightest version of me and never looked away from the light.
You were the music I was waiting to hear. You were the life I was waiting to live.
I never belonged anywhere until I met you.
And now, home is wherever I’m with you.
LET ME ASK YA THIS…
Where do you belong?
LET ME SUGGEST THIS…
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