My Journey

Past lives- sometimes, I think that is the only explanation for why I feel this way. Why, when every time I look at you, my heart tugs like I’m in love. Why, when every time you speak, my shoulders release the tension I didn’t even know they were holding. Why, when every god damn time I think about you, it feels right, like I’ve found the answer to a question I didn’t even realize was being asked at the time, but that question is really always being asked, isn’t it- what’s the purpose of life?

            Well, with that question, I’ve always thought the answer was love. To find what you love to do and to do it, to find someone to love who loves you back and then love every moment together, to find the things and the people who make you love life.

            Now, I think you’re my perfect answer.

But my perfect answer needs to be explained because people don’t get it. But how could I possibly explain something that I don’t entirely understand myself? I can sit here and write about the theory of past lives and rekindling romance with old flames from old lives in even older times, recurring over and over again over centuries and centuries and over multiple lifetimes, but really- who would take me seriously? Who would believe me when I say that one day I just found him and a bit later something clicked inside my soul, and I just knew that he was the one? A lot of people do not believe in love at first sight, including myself, but this wasn’t at first sight, it took some time before I even realized any attraction was there, and then years later it became too much to bare. Maybe feelings from a past life were surfacing, and it just took my soul a little while to recognize his. Or maybe I was crazy. Or maybe I was just a girl with a really horribly painful crush.