There are many things I can never know. I am fine with that. If I could know everything, I would be even more bored with life than I am now. I wonder why people want to be able to know everything. Why can't they be fine with what they know already? I have to admit, there are a few things I want to know. How to do taxes. How to be a functioning adult. Of all of the things to know, I want to know one thing the most:

Love, and everyone's obsession with it.

I never understood it. I thought I was one of those people who never wanted to be in a relationship or fall in love. I never cared about anyone, never had a reason to.

The keyword being thought. 

The day I met him, I was confused about my feelings. Like I said before, I never cared about people. Why was I having these feelings?