Everyday younger!

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"How old are you? 

(I hope she does not mind me asking that)

"Uh! I am 22".

"You're WHAT!?!"

"Uh-oh! Why is that shocking?"

"Nothing, it just is, I don't know!"

The next day, I saved her a seat on the left side of me, and that was it. It took me 7 seconds to get to know her, because you see, obviously we got along over Taylor Swift's songs and might have shook a leg on Gallan Goodiyan too. 
I neither know her from school, where you can count the years, we've known each other for, nor do I know her from college, where we have bunked classes together. She just randomly decided to share her darkest secrets with me, and I had shared even darkest of the secrets with her, and that was it, bonded by the trauma. 
She finds me very smart, and funny, deep thinker that tends to have brain of a 7-year-old. She keeps telling me the way I look so good in her eyes and the way our minds just *click*. The kind of telepathy that only my other personalities and I could get. 
Is she my other half? 
She is not a hugger, while I am the clingiest one. 
She is a girl with big dreams for herself, while I am the one who dreams big with everyone I ever touched. 
She is not wrong though. She is also not selfish. She is not the jealous kind. 
She is fragile. She is tender. She is her own pretty kind. 
We're nasty together. 
Perhaps, even nastier. 
She has made me realize how I was supposed to be in my early 20s. I am 29 by the way. Not that you would care, but of course I had to mention it. 
She isn't bothered about my age. She treats me no less, no more, irrespective of my age and where I come from. 
That's what I love about her. 
She is warm. She is a safe place to be. She is young.
And with her, everyday feels younger. 

Thank you, you! <3 
(you know who)  

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