She and him. Him and her. They have an inexplicable connection. They are different, yet alike. He is smart, funny and likeable..she is a bundle of contradictions. He's as quirky as she is. She gets him on a strange level and he understands her perfectly. He manages to get under her skin. She makes him smile more, and for crazy reasons. Had they met in another time, another place, another dimension, they would have had another story. The attraction was always imminent, for reasons best known to them. Yet, it functions on a level so simple, one might laugh at how basic it is. They watch over each other..complement one another. Guardian angels. Friends. Counterparts. Lovers?...
They both like that life is 'grey.' He gets that she despises compartmentalizing things and people into black and white. They are clueless of what lies ahead. Probably nothing. But each is content in knowing the immediate. Each savours this comfort zone they have developed with one another. Neither would look back wistfully and say 'what if.' Each has the great ability to disconnect. What makes it unique is this common thread that runs through them.They make each other laugh (although each has a very different kind of humour), sit in companionable silence at times, have whacky ideas of fun, appreciate each other insanely but say nothing of it.
They needn't say anything at all. Such words would be reduntant.
He and her. Her and him. Distinctly different, yet two of a kind.
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