I believe there is something to be said about human connection. We long for it. We long for that moment we meet them. We long for that connection, we long for that touch, we long to be able to feel as if we belong. Right then. Right there. Connection has a way of reminding us that we are alive. That we are safe. We are passionate beings. That passion has way of coming through when there is that connection. That spark. There are people who want to know you. Who want to know the deep intertwining of your mind and soul. But human connection is also painful. It’s painful when it becomes unrequited. It’s painful when it’s lost. It’s painful when the stubbornness kicks in. It’s painful. But it’s beautiful. There’s beauty in that pain. You were able to know him. Know her. You were able to feel. You were able to feel the pain, the joy, the heartache, the laughter. We have been hurt. Beaten down but we still return. We return longing for that connection to be able to feel known again.