Water And A Flame

I remember vividly this one Chemistry class at school, when our teacher showed us how Sodium reacts with water.

The piece of Sodium was this small soft looking metal thing. It kinda looked like a little piece of grey cheese to be honest. Quite harmless.

But, the teacher places it in water and it literally explodes into a ball of fire, it sizzles and lets out this gas until it burns itself out.

And then kaput; almost as if it never happened.

And I guess, the same goes with people. There's nothing wrong with me or you or anyone really; but sometimes our interaction, could lead to an explosive reaction.

It's not you, it's not me; it's just the you and me, put together.

Sometimes, you love a person in a way they don't understand. And/ or vice versa. My love could be considered inadequate or suffocating depending on whom I'm giving it to.

Who's the recipient? Who is this person? Cause, we're all about love the person for what they are, but how much do we really know that person? Or how much do we understand them? How different are they from us and how do we cover the distance? Do we see them for what they are or what we hope them to be like?

Are we in love with what we have or with the potential of it?

Sometimes, I wonder if he can understand how deeply I care for him. And I say this because I know he cares about me, but he shows it in a completely different way that I'd expect. And it took me a while to comprehend that this is his way.

I'm a lot of fire and a bit of water. You're a lot of air and a bit of earth. One could say we're the exact opposites. But another could say that we complement each other completely.

Afterall, this is not black and white; there are many shades of grey.

There is no right and wrong way.

Just our way.

And as long as it feels good, I guess it is the right way.