Page 9 of 365 – That Soulmate Fire


I’m grateful for how one 5 min call with that soul mate floods my entire body with endorphins, lets me smile so big, takes my vision for a moment, gets me dancing on the street. How some connections are just so profound, so real, so pure that they can’t be described in words, making me wonder what we were in past lives and who you’ll be when I meet you again, forever thankful for having you in my life as a friend. And as much as my heart broke into bits back then – in recognizing you I found pieces of myself, in loving you I found home and in losing you my art…

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The idea is to basically live forever, to die young but as late as we can.

Love stories beginning in the middle of the night, like a sudden storm, flooding our empty souls.
Hurricanes in our minds. Wild lilies in our hearts. Kissing with fever, sweat on our skin. Writing novels about the miracles you let me see. Not afraid of scars. Not afraid to fall. Sometimes we shine brighter than the sun. Some days I collapse in your lap and you break into questions and fears. Yet the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.


… like the moment when my eyes touched your smile and my heart started dancing to the sound of your name.

… like the seconds of joy when we laugh so hard and fall gently but all over.

… like the cold nights I spent telling you my story and listening to yours.