in those late, fragile hours
on those dark, desolate nights
my soul seems to wander the earth
searching for a heart that matches mine
if soulmates do exist
then it is true that my soul was cut in two;
Plato was not fallacious when he said the soul splits in two
once you caressed my hand in yours,
and our fingers intertwined
i knew that this was forever,
that we were forever,
when i saw my life in your eyes
Nov 24, 2017
Nov 24, 2017 at 11:00 AM UTC
in those late, fragile hours
on those dark, desolate nights
my soul seems to wander the earth
searching for a heart that matches mine
if soulmates do exist
then it is true that my soul was cut in two;
Plato was not fallacious when he said the soul splits in two
once you caressed my hand in yours,
and our fingers intertwined
i knew that this was forever,
that we were forever,
when i saw my life in your eyes
*based on Plato's theory of soulmates.
