You are a strange God. You know that, don't you? I believe you've been told this before. I'm not the first. And how many more will tell you? Countless, until you decide to gather us all... Where people feel more than they say. Where one calls the other "my love." Until then, "you'll hear it." Well, it's your fault too. Let's be honest, it's your fault. You don't comply with our rules. You go against everything. Against our minds, our thoughts, our plans, and our schedules. You elude us, you escape us. Just when we think we've understood you, you lead us to complete ignorance. You make us feel like students, even though we were graduating. Just when we say we've known you, you change forms. Just when we say we've found you, you disappear again. You become unrecognizable. We feel that we never really learned you. So, how can we not call you strange?