Have you ever met someone and almost immediately they somehow become someone important to you? They carve a niche in your life and you find yourself adjusting your insanity to suit their insanity.

And yes, you’re weary of their intentions and have no way of knowing if this new stranger is a friend or foe… But for some reason your heart aches at the idea of them hurting and your mind races to find a solution when they feel pain. Their happiness is contagious and their anger, sadness or sickness grips your heart strings and gives it a good yank making you feel just as heart sore as they feel.

But let’s be honest here, while you have the same fundamental beliefs your thought processes clash and you fight at least twice a day.  Sometimes these fights are a week long. Sometimes they’re valid because in truth we all say some stupid things without thinking. The screaming match involves no screaming because the new stranger believes in silence and walking  away and if you’re anything like me you believe in talking things through till you solve the problem.

But instead of going with  your gut, you decide to play by their rules because for the first time in your life someone has the guts to demand their way from you. So, despite your own strong minded stubbornness, you let your dear friend sleep with the problem still on their mind…

Then morning comes and they seem to have thought it through and either accepted and found a solution or once again they find the door to walk out of your life…

But you both have collided so hard you’ve left human size dents on each other that will only ever fit the stranger. You wish they were here so you could tell them the truth. So you could bleed your heart out to them. So you could send that hilarious meme that you know directly applies to them. You wish they lived next door so the next time you need to play rock songs extra loud the neighbors will be dancing along instead of complaining.

And the more you hold back, the harder it is to let them walk away do eventually you lick your wounds suck up  your pride and send a inconsequential message.  They reply withing the hour.

Clearly they’ve missed you too, right? Even if that’s not true you tell yourself that to feel better and next thing you know it’s twelve at night and you’re still talking. One message becomes a hundred. And by the end of the week it’s like this person never left. It reaches the point where other people notice how close you two actually are and wonder how you long you’ve known each other.

My only question is; is this love in a weird twisted friendship? Or have you just found the stranger who had better intentions for you than some of the people you’ve known your whole life?

And even if it is one of the above, what guarantee do you have that they’ll always come back? That they won’t decide your brand of crazy isn’t to their taste and not pick you? The questions will swirl but we both know only you and the stranger know the answers… It just depends on whether or not your willing to accept the answers yet.

So I’ll leave you to your thoughts.

May your answers reveal themselves to you in good time and love find its way to you when it’s good for you.

Who knows, the stranger could be the best friend that becomes family or the guy who waits at the end of the aisle for you one day.

After all, stranger things have happened…

Yours always,
Brokebella
XOXO