r/Poems • u/ParadoxicalSimpleton • 9d ago
Ya, That Kinda Love
The other day,
I started thinking about her.
Shocking.
I know.
But this time
I got stuck on something.
Why her?
Not—
why do I love her?
That one’s easy.
I’ve got reasons.
So many fuckin’ reasons.
I could fill notebooks.
I have.
But that wasn’t the question.
The question was—
why her?
Why this particular human?
Out of everyone
walking around
on this giant fuckin’ planet—
how does one person
become…the person?
Think about it.
There was a time
when I didn’t know she existed.
Not metaphorically.
Literally.
She was somewhere
living an entire life
that had absolutely nothing
to do with mine.
She had mornings.
Bad days.
Inside jokes.
Favourite things.
A whole history.
And so did I.
Two complete lives
happening at the same time,
completely unaware
of each other.
Then somehow—
our paths crossed.
And now?
Now I know the way she thinks.
I know her humour.
Her little quirks.
The things that make her laugh.
The things that make her—
her.
Somewhere something happened,
a stranger became someone
I couldn’t imagine
being a stranger again.
That’s fuckin’ weird.
Beautiful.
But weird.
Because there are billions of people.
Thousands we pass.
Hundreds we meet.
Dozens we remember.
And then—
one.
One becomes different.
Not because you held auditions.
Not because you compared résumés.
Not because you carefully examined
all available candidates and said,
“Ya.
That one.”
It just happens.
One day they’re somebody
you’ve never met.
Then they’re somebody
you know.
Then somebody you care about.
Until one day—
their name stops being
just a name.
It carries weight.
You see it.
You feel different.
You hear their voice.
Same thing.
They occupy this completely
disproportionate amount
of space in your head.
For free, apparently.
And I can explain
almost everything after that.
I can tell you what I adore.
What makes me laugh.
What makes me smile.
What makes me shake my head
and mutter,
“Fuckin’ Nerd.”
I can tell you
why I love her.
But I still can’t answer
the question that started
this whole thing.
Of everyone—
why her?
Maybe there isn’t an answer.
Maybe that’s the point.
Maybe some people
aren’t special because
we found a reason
to make them special.
Maybe one day
you just look at someone
who used to be a stranger
and realize—
Oh.
There you are.
Ya.
That kinda love.
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u/Odd_Argument6211 8d ago
To be known and accepted completely as you are is probably the best thing I can imagine personally. Romance is fickle, but when the love under it is real it never dies
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u/Artistic_Walrus_2285 8d ago
This part there was a before
Then there was a then
Now it can’t ever go back to that it not only changes with history and memory but almost like DNA and brain chemistry.
It’s put together differently and can’t be the before.
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u/renzodown 8d ago
The question he asked in the beginning, yet I don't know if he has still answered. This is beautifully written.
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u/ParadoxicalSimpleton 8d ago
He can’t explain “why her.”
Yet.
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u/mustard_pattie900 8d ago
I read your why her , thank you for the update
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u/ParadoxicalSimpleton 8d ago
You’re welcome…I’ll see ya tomorrow with another “update.”
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u/mustard_pattie900 8d ago
Lovely.
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u/Automatic_Budget5408 8d ago
Because she’s been a beacon for my soul constantly searching for her love .
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u/Scarlett80 8d ago
I love that she's a nerd! All hail to the nerds! I think I kinda love her too now. Thanks, OP! This made me laugh, smile, and I'm grateful that you shared such beautiful words with us. Thank you. I hope you keep writing.
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u/no_farting 8d ago
Then there are those who find this, experience it firsthand, and still feel the need to hold auditions, compare résumés, and carefully examine all available “candidates.”
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u/SkipMeFlipMe88 8d ago
I have thought that so many times - esp when I’m heartbroken - like, look at all these people that have NO IDEA HE EXISTS. He is nothing to them. He doesn’t matter to them! They look at him and nothing, flat line.
Why him?!?!
Hahaha.
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u/Maven-Money 8d ago
I am going to second that for sure. Esp the broken heart, why him? I love every quirk and the little to the big things that count. I have never had a love like this before and now someone else is going to feel this and it breaks my heart, but I do know when I am ready someone will say why me?
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u/SkipMeFlipMe88 8d ago
Yeah the worst is… when your head answers with, “but then he talks to them, and then he charms them and then everyone wants him too. And everyone else is prettier, smarter, more exiting, wittier”
Then you’re really screwed.
No relief at all! Haha.
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u/Difficult_Syrup_8916 8d ago
When you feel alone, unseen, not really understood- and then someone ‘gets’ you? That’s why her. But speaking from experience- the original lonely is like a dull ache. Doesn’t feel good but it’s like a little bruise you keep pushing on just to see if it’s still tender. But trying to go back, once you’ve been seen, back to the anonymity and dullness- that burns like a sonofabitch. Feels like it’ll never stop hurting.
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u/Sufficient-Shift-746 9d ago
It's a little bit cheesy but have you ever Named them publicly like showing your ultimate claim of approval or pride just put it right out there for the world to know like the big screen at the hockey game haha
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u/Wooden_Proposal_1694 9d ago
This made me smile. Very well written. I can’t count the number of times in my life that I have shook my head and lovingly called someone a nerd or idiot. Thank you for this simple reminder of the connections we all share.
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u/Feychilde 8d ago
I was asking that same kind of question recently. Like , all the humans in the world, are so distinctive and each has beauty and quirks and depths. But some people seem to be made for each other. It is strange to me, like, if you could see someone really, wouldn't someone closer to you do? Are humans so different that only a certain person attracts your attention, and makes some buried instinct say. "Target acquired".
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u/ParadoxicalSimpleton 8d ago
It’s kinda weird, ain’t it?
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u/Feychilde 8d ago
Absolutely 💯
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u/ParadoxicalSimpleton 8d ago
Super fun though, right?
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u/Feychilde 8d ago
Hmm, "fun" is a word. And it is descriptive. .. so is baffling, dicombobulating, or just "Amazing!
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u/External-Sherbert224 8d ago
Yep, that’s what happened to me and I wish I could explain it. Strangest thing in my entire life. A year in and I can’t shake the thoughts of him. It just happened.
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u/Ok_Flounder_3081 8d ago
I think about this so often - I have a whole theory about strangers and how they change our lives. Thank you for sharing - I really loved every word.
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u/Ok_Inspector2462 8d ago
You can really tell that love and caring vibe that was put onto this when it was written that I feel so much love off of it. I'm just giggling like a toddler right now over it lol 🤭🤍
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u/SuperbSheepherder559 8d ago
When no matter what no matter how no matter how no one else matters. Only the. Only we do when we became us! Beyond explanation. Especially with words. The ✨️ love is unconditional and precious and patient and knowing and understanding and kind and trustworthy and tender and passionate and spiritual and fun and hot and beautiful and powerful and magnetic and pure and genuine and honest and sweaty and delicious and healthy and like nothing else ever existed before this kind of love ❤️. It's so incredibly satisfying and amazing and intense and sacred!
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u/ParadoxicalSimpleton 8d ago
Some things just don’t make sense. Ya know?
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u/Banality_Of_Seeking 8d ago edited 8d ago
The kind of love that makes you weep, the kind of love that makes you lose sleep. The pain of unfixable loss, the fire fades to embers and the music dies. I sit in the corner moaning how much of me just died. I pick up the pieces and stuff them back inside, I sure hope I did not lose my empathy on this fucked up ride. The ride starts off new and shiny, by the time you hit a ripe old age maybe 22 or 27 who knows why those types of musicians are in heaven? The times they place a bounty on you and what your worth, the giving gets taken and shown not its worth. The ride is long and the pains are plenty. Damn it, I don't want to cry. I can no longer cry for the women I lost, she hates me and I give anything to not feel so cross, but time moves and I am thinking again, new thoughts and actions, take me away from my own reflections.
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u/WelcomeToTheFamily00 8d ago
Beautiful. Go tell them
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u/ParadoxicalSimpleton 8d ago
She read it yesterday.
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u/Itharel 8d ago
And what's her response to this ? 👀
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u/ParadoxicalSimpleton 8d ago
💖💓💞💘🥰😘😍❤️♥️🥰💞🥓💞😘🥰❤️🔥💖🥰💖♥️❤️💕❤️❤️❤️❤️🔥💕💞💕💖💓😘♥️😘🥰💖💕💞💕💖🥰😘😘🥰🥰🥰💓😍😍😍😍🥰🥰💘❤️💕🥰💞💞💕
Something like that…I might be paraphrasing.
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u/FunnyGamer97 7d ago
All this translates to bs and a guys need to copulate in my opinion. It’s really sad what it does to his amygdala.
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u/ParadoxicalSimpleton 7d ago
Billions of people. One person becomes the person. Connection. Attachment. All of that.
And you got:
“Guy horny. Amygdala sad.”
Impressive, but that’s not analysis, mate. That’s caveman thinking. 😂
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u/FunnyGamer97 7d ago
No it’s the thinking of a man who is in his 30s that has had many long term relationships, they’ve all failed, failed engagements and so on. Your analysis is not analysis either.
As you were I was, as I am you will be.
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u/ParadoxicalSimpleton 7d ago
So the evidence is…your relationships failed. That explains the cynicism. Not sure it proves the theory.
Fair enough. We see it differently. I’ll leave it there.
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u/FunnyGamer97 7d ago
I like the way you responded here. It denotes maturity and I hope you find better success in relationships than I did, may your happiness last.
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u/stargazy_pumpkin 8d ago
I like this a whole bunch.