Her

“I’ve never loved anybody like I loved you.”“Me too. Now we know how.” The crippling thought that I couldn't seem to get out of my mind is how eerily uncomfortable that such kind of love, would happen to me. Or to you, or to anyone else. But it somehow boggles my mind how much I can see myself through both Theodore and Samantha, in some ways. It's ironic, to say the least, but the love displayed feels human. And most importantly, it felt alive. There's no other adjective bound to describe it other than beautiful, wrenchingly beautiful.