That Special Someone

"This is deep". I told him. 

"What"

"I mean, this very moment.. and everything.. about us" 

It started slow. From belonging to the same group of friends, sharing random worship reels of Hillsong to accidentally crossing over by the road. 

Do you know the feeling when someone plays your favourite worship song for you, specially if it belongs to Hillsong? I'd say,  that would be one of the closest you'll ever feel. All the initiating points about us were unexpected. From mere strangers studing under the same roof to two beings, kind and soft. 

From there, we grew, to random texts, video chats, dreaming of attending a Hillsong concert to late nights at Narnia and waking up at 7 in the morning to see each other on the screen, asleep. Reading psalms together, sharing little things, joys, stories, episodes, small and big, narrow and wide, soft and hard to screening versions of "Chai met Toast" and others and then to road trips, shopping, lunch dates and mirror selfies, we grew. No matter how many days or weeks or months or years we silence ourselves. It always feels the same when we're around each other. I always tell to myself "Let it be". 

Others would definitely say, "They fit perfectly for each other" but we always like to title us as, "That special someone".