Dear Soul mate,
Today i was thinking, and wondering who you are. Sometimes i just get into these moods where i just wish i knew you, and you knew me...because its these times where i wish i just had your shoulder to cry on. Life's hard and i guess ill just have to suck it up and get over it one day but i always have this fantasy in my mind that I'd be perfectly content if i was just with you. life would be worth while that way. one day when you meet me...you'll find all these scars I've gotten along the way...from some tough relationships, to family issues and stress. i hope your waiting for me, because I've been waiting on you since the moment i understood that God had u in mind for me. even though your a mystery to me, i know you'll be better and far beyond higher then my expectations. honestly I've been looking for you for forever and I'm actually pretty discouraged right now. no one comes close to my standards and I'm not meaning to sound stuck up I'm just afraid maybe I'm being too picky. Ive been hurt thousands of times...and I'm sick of it. please don't be offended if it takes me a while to fully trust you, its not that you've ever done anything to make me feel that way...its just what my past experiences have proven to me as sad as it is to say. i hope your life is wonderful and that life gives you everything you've ever wanted. i hope all dreams and ambitions come true. i hope you know that wherever you are someone loves you more than life itself. and that no matter what you've done he'll never stop. one thing this guy has that you'll never find in someone else is, a space in her heart that only you can fill, and love that can never fade away. Ive thought about you constantly and wondered if you'd ever even wanna know me someday. not that its your fault but sometimes i get mad that its taking us this long just to find each other. and i know I'm on God's time schedule not my own but I'm very impatient and you'll learn that quickly. my family is a wreck. and when we meet you'll know all about it when the time is right...i don't wanna scare you away with all that yet though. haha. i know you'll be the woman i always wanted and more. you'll make me happier than anyone ever could and i can't wait to meet you. so when your down and you feel lonely and upset and lost...just know that I'm praying for you and love you every moment and every day. I'll always be out here loving you. just keep that in mind. please wait for me though. never give up, I'll always be waiting for you. forever.
love always,
your soulmate.
PART 2
Dear Soulmate, I have always loved you.
Many may find this strange.But those who have experienced it will understand completely.You see, I’ve always loved you.Always.Way before I knew you, before you even thought of me and before I even thought of you, I already knew you. And when I saw you for the very first time, I recognized you instantly.I puzzled for a while, questioning where I’d saw your face and slowly it came to me.You were with me all along.Every small footstep, each long and winding road, every mountain I struggled to climb, was synchronized with each path you were taking.Though at the time my mind was not alert and I did not pay attention, as I was concentrating on surviving each day—I can see now that nothing was ever in vain.I will never forget the first words you spoke to me and how your voice resonated deeply inside my chest.
I thought my heart would break through to get to you, but we’d only just met—have patience, sweet organ, I know you’ve been waiting a life time, but, please, beat slowly and keep me calm.I knew in an instant that I loved you.I didn’t know whether you drank tea with no sugar, whether you liked honey on your toast or whether you talked sometimes in your sleep.Neither did I know if this connection would last a moment nor a lifetime, but I did not care, I submerged in how it felt to be in your company, familiar, yet with so much to learn and unravel.
My imagination is wild, but I never dared to believe in someone such as you.Our electricity connected and you turned me on.I saw myself for the first time when I looked into your eyes. And you saw us.You had strengths where I had weaknesses and your weaknesses built up my assets.You knew me better than I knew myself. You never faltered, you had faith allowed me beyond your surface.You cracked your heart wide open and you allowed me to freely step in.We are one and the same, although, so entirely different.When our fingers met we made our first love right there, without a care for the world, that continued around us.
You touched me in places I never knew existed, I surrendered to your love and I allowed myself to fall.I gave you everything and you gave me myself in return.You held out a mirror and I was no longer afraid to look, I could not see me without knowing you first.Our fragmented pieces smoothly slid firm into place.You fearlessly drove and you never once doubted our love.You ran through each bone in my body and then printed your name on my heart.My veins pulsed wildly when you tenderly showed me your love.You gave me it all.
And I loved you more.
I had no choice.
There is no reason nor no explanation for love.
You were always the one and I have always loved you.
I waited and you waited and we finally arrived together.
PART 3
Dear Soulmate
To be someones mate is to be there exact pair. Two things that undeniably go together. Two things that were made to be with one another. Even the naked eye pairs them with no other information than a look.
You are my soul mate. The way I was drawn to you from the very start is unexplainable. The feeling I get from simply hearing your voice. The way every nerve in my body stands at reacts to your touch. The comments of admiration we get from complete strangers about how in love we are. The seamless life we have built together. The ease in which you fit into my family and I fit into yours. The moments that we spend laughing over funny accents. The way you make me feel truly alive. The habits we have formed. The meals we have cooked. The tears we have shared. The way I see forever in your eyes. The countless conversations. The open hearts and vulnerability. The fact that I miss you before you ever say goodbye. The nights ended in each others arms. The mornings began tangled in sheets. These are all mere things that alone may not mean much, but it is in their entirety that our profound love can begin to be explained.
PART 4
Dear Soulmate,
I want to start by saying how much you mean to me. You are so caring and loving and there is not a person like you under this sky. You are my one and only, unique and special. No one understands me as you do, not a single person. I never thought this was even possible; that I could meet someone who knows what I am thinking, someone that, despite all of our differences, is always there by my side through ups and downs, someone that I never imagined I could love so much as I love you.
You encourage me to do better, to be better. You lift my soul and I thank you for that. You make me feel like I don’t have to face all the obstacles of the world alone. Simply your presence makes me happy, makes my life better. Being with you makes me realize how lucky I am to have you. Sometimes I wonder how did I even get so lucky. I know a thousand people who spend their lives looking for their “soulmate” to fill that empty space. I can’t believe I already found you without even looking for you!! I’ve been blessed with you!
I want you to know that I will always be here for you, just as you are always here for me. I want you to know that if life takes us apart one day, you were a light in the darkness. If I ever have to leave you or vice-versa, I will always be waiting for you, waiting to see you again. You are someone worth waiting for. I don’t know if you remember how we met, but it was magic. We connected instantly, do you remember? We understood each other perfectly.
I know we have had difficult times, conflicts and problems, but above it all our chemistry has always been stronger than anything. I want you to be happy, truly happy. I want you to grow personally and professionally. I want your dreams to come true, and do you know why? Because they are my dreams too. I feel what you feel, and when you are happy I am happy and when you cry my heart breaks into pieces; I just can't see you like that. I want you to know that you don’t have to stick with me your whole life. I want you to fly wherever you want to. I will always be your soulmate even if we are miles apart. If one day you get tired of me, I will also understand and let you be. I want you to be YOU, because that’s what I love about you, your whole person, your virtues and flaws. I love you as you are and I don’t want you to change anything about you.
I know friends come and go, but you, you will stay in my heart forever and no one will ever replace you.
With love,
Your Soulmate
PART 5
A message in a digital bottle:
Dear Soulmate,
I’m not quite sure I believe you exist. But the “Can you hear me now?” guy switched from Verizon to Sprint and now I guess anything is possible.
Which Chipotle are you reading this from? Oh, you already had Chipotle today? Twice, really?
You’re at home now eating cookie dough and listening to jazz? Cool. I’m actually glad you’re reading this. You see, I’ve had my fair share of awkward first dates and Tinder matches gone wrong. One time I even went out with a girl whose favorite food was candy corn. Favorite food, not even favorite candy. WTF? I was terrified. I didn’t date for a month after that one, and still haven’t fully recovered. The point is, I’m glad you’re finding this letter now, so we don’t have to waste our time.
We don’t have to stressfully search for a trendy first date spot and participate in dull small talk and try to pinpoint mutual friends and pretend to like each other, then the check comes and it’s like ugh awkward, but I pay, and then it’s time to go home and we get separate Uber Pools, but end up in the same car... It’s just no good.
FYI:I don’t like candy corn, but I can eat almond joys until I throw up. Not apologizing.
A little more about me: When I was little I thought I lived next to The White House, but it turns out I just lived next to a white house (who knew?) If someone called me right now and asked if I wanted to watch Spy Kids I honestly probably would. I think I owe Costco for a lot of my happiness. Also, I strongly believe French toast tastes better in stick form. Um, I’m 5’7” but my heart is 7’5”.
And what about you?
Who are you? Have we met? Are we friends? Sh*t, is this Katie from 5th grade? Sorry again for starting that rumor about your dad being Guy Fieri (but it was hilarious.)
I guess I already know everything about you, though. You like the Obamas. And potato chips. You’re weird. You enjoy going out, but also sometimes avoiding human contact at all costs. You’d watch Spy Kids with me (What the f*ck. Were those movies even that good? I can’t remember.) Kindness is an innate quality of yours, but let’s be honest when it’s just us hanging out watching Spy Kids we’ll talk sh*t about things. You think I’m funny, but you’ll also tell me when I’m being an idiot or watching too much Spy Kids. Do you like shaved ice or crushed? Waking up early or sleeping in? Hash browns or curly fries? Did you answer, “I love both?” Of course you did.
Where’s your favorite vacation spot? Do you like drinking? How many times have you read the Harry Potter books? Pop-Tarts or Toaster Strudels? Do you play an instrument? Not a deal-breaker, but we could start a band and tour and I bet someone would make a cool movie about it (Ryan Gosling would play me.)
What seat do you choose on an airplane? For God’s sake please don’t say the middle. If you were any kind of sandwich what would you be? I’d be a deluxe grilled cheese — comforting, reliable, not trying to be anything I’m not, and it’s like, “Whoa this was already amazing, and NOW THERE’S BACON ON IT.” I don’t keep kosher.
I’m not really in a rush to meet you tbh. Life is good and there’s a lot of new standup on Netflix. It’s just nice to know that you’re out there.
Anyways, I’m sure you have to get back to napping or maybe you’re going to a concert or a basketball game or perhaps you’re on your way to a brewery. No, probably just napping. Hmm yeah, that seems right.
OH, PS, I haven’t updated my LinkedIn in a while so don’t judge me on that.
See you around?
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