It's real! Doesn't mean you're going to live happily ever after though.
I met a soulmate once. It was mostly a surreal experience. It didn't work out, for a variety of reasons. I guess I can't go into it too much here
and now, for complicated reasons that I can't go into here and now. It's left me mostly cynical and jaded when it comes to relationships, like a
heroin junkie who had that one good fix that he can never get back to. He just keeps chasing the dragon, but can never catch that same high. Every
now and then though I meet a woman that I know I could have a similar connection with should the stars happen to align for us. As it stands, though,
I'm not sure if I'll ever marry, as I'm a die hard romantic. Without having that special connection, it wouldn't seem right.
Much as I hate to admit it, I still carry this huge torch that I'm not sure will ever burn out. It's really bizarre, in a way. I don't even know
this woman that well, and the relationship was never consummated if you know what I mean. Still there are these overwhelming intense emotions that I
feel, this connection that will not die, decades later, and unencouraged and undesired from the other end as near as I can tell. Like I said, it's
bizarre. I try not to dwell on it too much because there's really nothing to be done for it.
We are most of us, at least in the western world, programmed from a very young age to believe that love is the be all end all experience, to be sought
out at any cost. I think some of us (myself included) can get a little too caught up in this notion, seeking to fill some hole within ourselves that
we ourselves created due to the stories we heard from others and the way in which we interpreted them. Part of my personal journey, then, is to try
not to worry about it so much; to just go and live my life, and worry about love when it finds me rather than trying to seek it out. I just wish I
had figured that out twenty five years ago, instead of about ten years ago. It would have made the last twenty five years a lot easier.
I guess I just managed to summon up your answer there, then, with my deluded rantings. It's real, but if you have to wonder about it at all, really,
then it's not true love, in my opinion. True love will be a deep sort of knowing that you can't shake off. (Sarcastic comment follows) You see, my
love is sooo much lovier than your love! It's like, the loviest love ever!(/sarc)
If you know who you are are reading this, please don't take it the wrong way. This is not some veiled guilt trip or overture. My burdens to bear are
mine, they are not yours. I'm okay with who I am, and my trip is really about me, not you.
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