..someone who doesn’t care to cook or to get out of bed when it’s not a workday. someone who sleeps so soundly and peacefully that i have to check her pulse sometimes. someone who’s suffered and understands suffering.. to the point that i don’t have to say a word, she just looks at me and sees who i am and how i feel and accepts it. you know, she doesn’t try to change it, she doesn’t want to change it. that person. there’s a billion people out there. but i imagine there’s only one her.