Ahh, Cliches

I hate them, but, alas, they exist because they are true.

I was struck (yet again) this evening how I am the yin to Bill's yang. We're so opposite, but we need each other. We make each other better. And different. I've experience more for being with him, and he has for knowing me. We are nearly the other half of each other's circle.

And, as if he were reading my mind, he commented on it first—even choosing the same verbiage. Tell me, how am I supposed to find someone different when he is practically someone right?