Why, sometimes, do we find one mirrored human, so likeminded that we cannot help but wonder - why aren't we better friends? Why don't we talk forever about everything that we concern ourselves with and be silent as long about the things we still want to ponder for a while? Why are we so shy around one another in a way that makes it seem almost uncomfortable and uncertain? And other times why are we so comfortable and certain with one another that others cannot help but look on and wonder if we've known each other an eternity?

I have found one such person in my life. One. One person in whose heart it cries the same things mine does:

Simplicity.

And in that simplicity a whole host of things that make that word more complicated than it ought to be.

Why can't we just be friends? Uncomplicated relationship with no strings, but those we tie on ourselves, attached?

Because life isn't about being in relationships in pairs. Otherwise the New Testement wouldn't have spoken so strongly about gossip. Gossip takes at least three parties involved and that is why we aren't friends. Why we find it so easy to be compatible and so hard to be comfortable. I hate it.