once again i was thinking about how nice it would be to have someone to just sit with you and keep you company, a person that you're with not because he's the wittiest person you know or something that you have the most fun with or that he's the best listener you can find. too many expectations are tied with these titles and each and every time he falls below standard, you feel disappointed at his failture to live up to what you believe him to be. moreover, all these qualities are replaceable, the moment you find someone else who's funnier, or livelier, or conversely quieter or more realistic. maybe a special someone is a person that you find the most natural to be with, not because he has any particular traits or characteristics, but because being with him is the way it has always been. when there is no need for spoken words as they are but talismans to ward off the silence. when you are comforted just by that person's presence and the recognition of the fact that you are not alone.


and then a sudden revelation hit me. maybe i should stop judging and expecting and under-rating.


ilu.