It’s usually heard when something fits with another.
A short sharp chirp.
Like the grooved segment of a jigsaw part finding its compatible segment.
Or ragged zipper teeth sliding into their spaces in line.
Or the etched bars in a metal key that scrape the ridges inside of a lock.
That can exist alone.
But united become a haven.
Designed to be better together than apart.
Crestfallen when it is elusive but elated when it is certain,
in relationships, we search for a click.
But it cannot be manufactured or manipulated.
A click, the click happens when it is meant to