There’s a special kind of magic in meeting someone who just gets you.
Not in a "we both like oat milk and hate small talk" kind of way (though, valid), but in the “oh no, we’ve trauma-synced” kind of way.
You know the type. The person you’ve known for approximately 37 seconds but suddenly find yourself spiraling into a deep life chat with—on a beach, at a gas station, or during what was supposed to be a quick text chat that turned into a philosophical deep-dive on heartbreak and metaphysics.
They ask you how you’re doing and you actually tell them.
And they don’t run.
They nod. They relate. They say, “Same.”
Then they say something devastatingly insightful and casually funny, and suddenly you’re wondering if they’re an emotional support cryptid sent by the universe.
It’s weird. It’s wonderful. It’s mildly terrifying.
This friendship isn’t about constant contact or knowing each other’s favorite sandwich. It’s about that click. That moment when you both look at each other like,
“Did we meet in another life?”
“Are we trauma twins?”
“Did we just become best friends?!”
Yes. Yes, you did.
And while you're trying really hard not to emotionally imprint like a baby duck, you’re also deeply grateful. Because sometimes, just sometimes, life throws you a person who understands your chaos without needing a PowerPoint presentation.
Hold them close. Or don’t.
They probably already know what you're feeling anyway.