"Standing next to you, I could sense your design." -Zenna Syeda
Do you know that feeling? That feeling, reverberating through every bone in your body, echoing in every ounce of blood flowing through your veins, of being connected. Somehow, somehow you had found this person, and despite your different backgrounds, despite your contrasting upbringings, you were connected. Looking over at them, standing beside you, you could sense it. The maze of their mind, so distinctly unique, somehow met up with yours, the dreams of their heart, so personal, so ornately detailed, somehow reflected your own.
That feeling, that feeling, that feeling. It's pure poetry. It's pure magic. It's unspeakably beautiful. That feeling.