Letter to my soulmate
Dear Whoever,
I am tired. Tired, tired, tired. I’ve searched for you everywhere – from the busy streets of the city to the deserted pathways of the himalyas. From crowded market places to isolated valleys. From outrageous parties to online communities. But I still haven’t found you. Or maybe I’ve already seen you, but haven’t recogonised you.
Where r u? I need you – you hear me – I need you. This is the time when u should be next to me, and instead here I am left alone trudging through this life, from morning to evening, from Monday to Friday. I’ve had all the learning I could get alone. I need you to come be my teacher now. I need you to teach me to feel happije, to cry, to be sensitive.
Please find me soon,
Yours forever and more,
I am tired. Tired, tired, tired. I’ve searched for you everywhere – from the busy streets of the city to the deserted pathways of the himalyas. From crowded market places to isolated valleys. From outrageous parties to online communities. But I still haven’t found you. Or maybe I’ve already seen you, but haven’t recogonised you.
Where r u? I need you – you hear me – I need you. This is the time when u should be next to me, and instead here I am left alone trudging through this life, from morning to evening, from Monday to Friday. I’ve had all the learning I could get alone. I need you to come be my teacher now. I need you to teach me to feel happije, to cry, to be sensitive.
Please find me soon,
Yours forever and more,
posted by philosopher stoned | 2:44 AM
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this is the letter you would show her years from now and she would read it silently. is that a tear drop you see in her eyes?
please make sure its written on a piece of paper that she can hold. it needs to show the wear, maybe it will get stained by her tear drops. and your grandchild will someday stumble onto this letter when he is cleaning the attic, long after you two are gone. the dusty, yellow, fragile paper. he will read it a couple of times and perhaps in some measure he too will start believing.
Babes, this post has touched me so deeply. It takes a lot to get me to cry, but though the tears aren't rolling down my cheeks, my heart is aching with silent tears. I too have searched high and low for my soulmate. I'm hanging on to my last thread of hope that there is still such a thing as purity, honesty and love in today's world. Your post has gotten past the wall I've been carefully building around my heart and touched me like nothing else. Thank you for that! I hope you find what you are looking for..
Did you find her??
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