What is it about you? No, not you. YOU. Everyone has a “you”. You know the one. That person who gets to you. Who, no matter what they do, is perfectly imperfect in your eyes. Right now everyone reading this is thinking of someone. If you aren’t, then you haven’t been in love, and you should stop reading now.
What is it about these people? Everyone has a different reason regarding their “you”. Maybe their “you” was the one who was willing to listen when nobody else was. Maybe they were their when everyone else abandoned them. Perhaps their “you” is that one person who gets them when everyone else thinks they are insane. Maybe, just maybe, they don’t even know the reason. Maybe their “you” just is. Maybe they have no idea why that person seems to complete them.
“You”s are simultaneously perfect and imperfect. Their imperfections are the very things that make them perfect. That silly way that they laugh. The word that they always say wrong. The things they worry about that nobody else seems to worry about. Each of these things is what acts like a powerful electromagnet between a person and their “you”. We can’t avoid them any more than we can choose to not have a “you”
Each person's "you" remains amazing in their eyes. They stay clean in a way that nobody else can. Yet they are just like everyone else. When they do something, it is alright because everyone does it, but if someone else does it, well then that person is a dirty whore. When they say something it is endearing, but if someone else does, it is showing their ignorance. A character flaw or defect is seen as a silly quirk. Each imperfection is made part of their perfection. What might be considered unattractive in most is considered cute and lovable in a “you”. That is the nature of “you”s.
Nobody really knows why “you”s exist, but we all know that they do. Perhaps the point of life is to find someone who thinks that you are their “you” and then make them your “you”. Because if you make someone your “you” when you are just another person to them it can lead to heartache and suffering. Be careful when choosing your “you”. They hold great power over your heart.
Nobody else understands this power. The power held by a person's "you" is ineffable. Each person can rationalize away the control their "you" has over their life, but is perplexed by the effects of another's "you" on that person's life.
So I end with a question . . . What is it about you?
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