“Soulmates aren’t the ones who make you happiest, no. They’re instead the ones who make you feel the most. Burning edges and scars and stars. Old pains and pangs, captivation and beauty. Strain and shadows and worry and yearning. Sweetness and madness and dreamlike surrender. They hurl you into the abyss. They taste like hope.” ~ Victoria Erickson
Sometimes you read a text so perfectly applicable to a situation it startles you. It surprises you. And makes you realize that in the end people, life, worry and love is universal. There is a connection in our feelings and needs.
You came into my life like a hurricane from heaven. Overwhelming, stirring things up, loving intensely, and leaving me exhausted, in doubt and forced to rebuild. A bareness so fragile it frightened the hell out of me. A doubt so fierce it turned my life upside down. Moments of reflection consuming my every thought. Like a pitch black sky where all flickering stars are covered by a thick landscape of clouds.
Some people come into your life to teach you something. About yourself, about people in general, or just a hard lesson in reality. The art of living is trying to find that what they came to tell you and forget the rest. Learn and move on. Because in the end, ‘the love we give away is the only love we keep’*. A person can open thoughts, break through walls of distant feelings and long forgotten senses, settled in the hidden corners of our hearts. Let them be who and what they are meant to be. Milky moonlight in a pitch black sky.