They are two of a kind,
kindred hearts intertwined.
So much love to give,
but the inability to commit.
Two different souls,
but one at the same time.
Two different lives,
but with the same drive.
Creatively passive,
artistically unique.
To the outsiders of the world,
this was the perfect couple to meet.
They fit perfectly together,
when their hands locked.
Like their hands were made for each other,
for no one else to cross.
When they held each other,
everything disappeared.
Nothing else mattered,
to their eyes,
it was all so clear.
When they kissed,
it was….perfect.
Bodies would shake,
than the best love they’d make.
When they talked,
for hours on end,
4 or more,
would bypass them.
When they took that paper and pen,
and wrote about each other over and over again.
Beautiful work would be expressed,
enough to fill a book from front to end.
Fantasies became reality,
dreams came true.
Dirty thoughts surfaced,
for these two.
They knew this was perfect,
to find a soul mate love.
A rare thing to find,
so they kept it hidden in time.
Sure they would fight,
jealously was in sight.
But in true soul mate fashion,
it was the same reactions.
After a bitter war with words,
sickening feelings hit their stomachs,
and made them want to vomit.
They couldnt stand knowing,
that the other one was not glowing.
That maybe their words hurt the other,
so apologizes would quickly come,
after the battle was done.
But if one was in the wrong,
and an apology would fail,
a card was played,
to get out for free from jail.
But true soul mate love,
like theirs,
went deeper than imagined.
It takes you on edges,
without borders to be dependent.
You feel things,
like you’ve never experienced before.
You over think things,
and sure don’t sleep anymore.
But the best part, for me,
was knowing.
Just simply knowing,
how the other one felt at all times.
Through,
pain, hurt, tears, sadness,
I felt it all,
when she would feel it,
I could tell when something was wrong.
Through,
smiles, joy, laughter and bliss,
I could tell,
when she would feel it,
and wouldnt have to say nothing at all.
And it even gets deeper than this…
The smells,
we loved them all.
Everything on our bodies,
would drive us crazy as hell.
The hair,
the perfume,
the cologne,
and skin.
The smell was so desirable,
to each other’s scents.
The smell alone,
would turn us on.
The fresh scent after the shower,
or the rough after sex sweat,
would still devour.
But with all good,
evil isn’t far behind.
I wish we could have been strong enough,
to withhold the stance of time.
Sometimes when love is this powerful,
and all your emotions are at its peak,
its hard to keep focus,
and not let yourself become weak.
Even thou,
complete trust was there.
Words saturated around,
created some despair.
Little battles would become bigger,
and the power of love,
started to be used as the trigger.
We could have killed each other,
in one way or another.
But physical abuse never factored,
because we loved each other.
But when we did hurt….
We hurt a lot.
Like we did die,
in some way, shape, or form.
No one in the world could hurt us,
but one another.
We were best friends,
and each others bitter ends.
Thats what I miss the most.
Smiling for no other reason.
Laughing with no joke.
Lovingly starring,
whenever she spoke.
Talking about her for hours,
to friends that would listen.
Going around people,
with a big smile glisten.
When we were apart,
knowing something so true,
that someone out there,
was thinking about me too.
That feeling of completeness,
when two halves are put together.
When the world suddenly stops,
because nothing else matters.
Because when we hug,
somewhere on our bodies a symbol is transformed,
its in a shape of a heart,
and it is what we form.
These feelings will never erase.
And no one else is worth the chase.
So from the moment I saw myself,
in your eyes,
was the moment I knew,
I’d love you for the rest of my life.
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