Other Half

There are just people who just bring out the best in each other when they’re together and when they’re apart, one of them unravels, tossing their whole life over like it doesn’t matter anymore, while the other starts drowning in worry, suddenly terrified of what’s going to happen next.

When I look at my parents, I think maybe soulmates or that idea of “the other half” really is real for some people. Some people need someone else to bring out the best in them like their light only switches on when someone is holding the other wire.

But as for me… I don’t think I’m searching for another half. I’m not looking for someone to hand me my missing piece. I think I want to build myself into the kind of person who feels complete enough alone. And if someone does happen to come along, I don’t want them fixing me or saving me, they’re just someone I happen to like being next to.