A friend was once describing a guy she liked and said he reminded her of her best friend. Not how he looked, but how he acted. His mannerisms, how he spoke, how he explained things. His gesticulations. That stayed with me.
A year later, I realised I’d done the same thing. Or something close. I fell in love with someone who acted a lot like one of my closest friends. It wasn’t something I noticed straight away. But over time it became clear. The way this person reacted to things. The calmness – in that very specific way that felt familiar.
And it made me think. Are we all just walking around trying to find romantic versions of our closest friends?
Not on purpose. But maybe it makes sense.
Friendship is probably the first place we learn how to feel safe with someone. So when we meet someone new who has a bit of that same feel to them, maybe it’s easier to connect. Maybe that familiarity makes it easier to let things grow.
I don’t know. I’m still thinking about it.
But it’s made me reflect on who I feel close to. The people I’ve quietly built my world around, without realising it. Maybe love isn’t always this huge thing that crashes in out of nowhere. Maybe sometimes it’s someone who just feels a little like home.
I know this isn’t about me doing something but meh…. If you want me to write more then this needs to expand into thoughts in my head, so here goes something.
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