Hey soulmate,
Maybe you are somewhere out there tonight, sitting quietly, wondering the same things I sometimes wonder.
Maybe you are asking yourself why we haven’t met yet.
Maybe you are thinking that by now you should have been married, settled, living a life that looked a little more certain.
Maybe you are even wondering if you made mistakes.
If you should have held on a little longer.
If you should have tried one more time.
I wonder those things too.
But hang in there.
You are doing great.
You did not lose your kindness, even after all the heartbreaks.
You did not lose your belief in love.
You did not lose hope.
And that alone says everything about who you are.
I don’t know what the odds are of us ever meeting.
Maybe we will.
Maybe we won’t.
Maybe we will both love the wrong people again before we find what is meant for us.
But even then, we will still be able to say that we gave love everything we had.
And if, by some miracle, we do meet…
Oh, what a story that would be.
No expectations.
Just quiet contentment in each other’s presence.
Being proud of one another.
Lifting each other up.
Giving those small surprises that mean the world.
Forehead kisses.
Random hugs.
Little texts that say “I love you.”
Cheering for each other on big stages.
Being best friends.
Training together in the gym.
Growing together.
A power couple, maybe.
But more importantly, just two kind people who found each other.
And if that happens…
It will be one hell of a love story.
And until that day comes, if it ever does, I will keep living the way I already am.
I will keep building my life, one quiet victory at a time.
Learning new things.
Visiting new places.
Standing on stages I once thought I was not brave enough to stand on.
I will keep lifting heavier weights in the gym.
Writing stories that only my heart understands.
Laughing loudly with friends.
Being kind, even when the world sometimes makes that difficult.
And somewhere out there, maybe you are doing the same.
Maybe you are also becoming the person you were meant to be, without even knowing that our paths might cross one day.
So take your time.
Become the human you are meant to be.
I will become the human I am meant to be.
And if life decides that our stories should meet,
we will not arrive as two incomplete people looking to be saved.
We will arrive whole.
Two lives already in motion.
Two people already proud of who they have become.
And when we finally look at each other, we will not say
“you complete me.”
We will simply smile and say,
“Ah… there you are.”
And then we will walk the rest of the story together.
Travels and Tales! 