Sometimes in life, you manage to find someone who is your polar opposite,
Yet they somehow feel like they’re made for you.
Like the fiery orange sunset against the calm blue sky.
Once in a rare while,
The sky might wish the sun was calmer;
Or the sun; that the sky was more fiery.
But the truth is, in their contrast,
They complement each other;
And a more beautiful view is hardly ever found.
Perfection.
Yet neither perfect on their own.
In you, Yang,
I found the most infuriating, stubborn and fickle minded person;
Next to myself, of course.
You are fast, while I am slow;
You look at the bigger picture while I tend to the details;
You are focused when I get distracted.
You understand the things I don’t say;
while often not paying attention to the things I do say.
Which is why, though you infuriate me;
You somehow also complete me.
I’ve come to understand that sometimes
What is said, isn’t as important;
As what is understood.
