once more with feeling

Everybody needs his or her person. It’s that one person, that very special person, that person that stands out amongst all the other persons. It’s that person that you can trust with your life, that person you can tell all your secrets (and I mean ALL), that person you state as your contact for emergencies. It’s that person that doesn’t judge you, that is there for you no matter what, that you can have the most fun with and also cry with. It’s that person you can talk to for hours and never get bored. It’s that person where words aren’t always necessary. It’s that person that you share every feeling with – may it be happiness, anger or sadness. It’s that person that knows you better than you know yourself.
For some, this person might be their partner, a family member or their best friend. It could be that they spent their whole life together or just got to know somewhen along the way. Some have the luck to have their person very close, others learn to overcome the biggest distances.

I got to know my person when I was 13. Sadly, our ways had to diverge at one point – and we were too careless to stop ourselves from diverging too.
My person is pregnant now. And our ways have diverged so much that it was not she who told me.
I miss my person.