Stop looking for people that are exactly like you. You might find someone into the same things you’re into, but they’ll never see things the same way you do. You may find someone into the same music as you, but they won’t ever carry the same sentiment as you do. That one song attached with fond memories that you’d play over and over again, blaming yourself if you blanked out in one verse, might be just a song they’d listen to if on shuffle; in careless times they’ll listen, but when they’re not listening, they’ll skip. But him-, he was nothing like me. We had different tastes and views in everything and ever since I was young, I always grew up with the idea that I would only be happy and full if I was with someone who was like you know-, me. But You made me feel ever so complete. You made me feel as if there were only two types of species out there. You or I. And I had never ever wanted to be you, I just always wanted to be with you… it’s over now and I guess I’m still learning that I will never find anyone like me nor will I find anyone like you and that scares me because everyone out there already feels so unfamiliar and I’m too scared to become another version of me with another version of you.