How she found peace (the story of a mad girl)

 


~My soul traveled miles to get to meet yours again.~

He holds my hand in the darkest of moments. Precisely when I want to quit, to give up, to let everything go in the wind and turn into dust, he holds my hand. Not physically, most of the time not physically. But just knowing that he is there helps me overcome many weaknesses I have. You know, I never thought that love can be that peaceful. All my life I ran for people and then from people and you know what? Now one person makes my whole world. It sounds so cheesy, but I am telling you: I found my peace. I don't even think about the future because I know deep down that everything will go exactly as it should. He gives me strength, strength to live in the present and devour all the fleeting moments we get to spend together. 

He holds my hand. Precisely when I am drowned by joy and every cell of my body is in awe, he holds my hand. You know, my life was tremendous until that moment of serendipity when he suddenly appeared and kept me awake with a billion innocent kisses and made it beyond words. I don't think he is the love of my life, I think he's the love of my soul. I still remember how familiar he seemed to me, so vividly familiar. And now if I look back, all my steps brought me more closer to him. Like some sort of magnetism. It makes me laugh at how cheesy I sound. So that you almost don't believe me, I am sure. But you know, I am not even trying to convince you, because this is my truth and I don't need you to believe it. I am living it and it is enough. 


And I am asking him...

What if it happens? 

And he replies...

It means that you are destined to be mine. 

And I nod and I am happier than ever because he is right. I was destined to be his. 




To be continued...


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