I never believed in soulmates
the idea of having one person
hand picked for you by the universe
always left a sour taste in my mouth
I wanted to think I had more say
in the life I was creating
but then I met you and everything changed

Before you things didn’t make sense
it was like I was moving one frame
behind everyone else
but when you came into my life
everything finally sped up

Everyone told me love wasn’t possible
there are no such things as soulmates,
but you fit together with me
in ways I didn’t know were possible

You made me feel reckless
from the moment we first touched
I’ve been on fire
and even without you here the flames
are still burning

I can only picture a future with you in it
so maybe soulmates are real after all,
or maybe I’m just a hopeless romantic
who’s in love with a boy
that made everything he touched
feel like home

It’s been four months since you left  
but you still find a way into
everything

Every piece of art I make
every song and playlist,
it’s been four months
but I’ve considered taking up smoking
just to taste stale cigarettes
and iced coffee every morning
to replace the emptiness
of knowing you’re no longer mine
to kiss

Little things make me miss you most
like plaid pants and thick silver rings
sat upon middle fingers,
blonde haired boys with
dark roots and deep under eye circles,
it all comes back to you

I haven’t slept peacefully in months
when I close my eyes
all I see is you.
I was never a restless sleeper before you
but now I toss and turn
my mind full of questions
I’m too scared to ask

When you told me you needed time
I told you I would support you
and each day you’re growing
but I can’t help but see
that you’re still struggling.

You promised if we were meant to be,
if you were meant to recover,
then we would find each other again
but I can’t let go of you completely
and I’m scared to let life
take its course
because I don’t like who I am without you
and I need you to stay alive
or I’ll be nothing

Dear diary;
my heart
met my soulmate
in the space between
slumber and waking.

TAKE MY SOUL – My Twin Flame



?The Material one Wonders, sewing doubts, maybe?

The Soul completes, two emerge as one,

The chaos of the divide collapses

Material succumbs to pressure as diamonds



Obstacles fade, diminishing, unseen evermore,

Where comes these Shadows of material world,

Sewing doubt, fear, feet frozen in place,

Expanding omnipotent universe, thrusting us together,



Soul completion achieved, syntropy prevails,

All Material is fleeting flesh, ghostly, decaying corruption,

Our spiritual souls unite, ignite, comets flashing by,

We Grasp this joy tightly, savor every breath, laugh, love evermore,



Our bodies, minds, souls emerge into singularity,

O' great wonder have we beheld,

A soul split, miracle of miracles, Then a soul unites,

Explosive quasars pale to this love reborn,



Completeness, destiny, eternity roars with laughter,

The divine rises, blessing their creation,

Together, ecstatic togetherness, YES evermore,

lovers eyes invade and envelope each in fond eternal embrace,



I Love you~

If you kissed
me to infinity,
I would still be
craving more because
enough does not exist
when it comes
to you.

darling, how are you today?
i'm months into my first heartbreak
and i wonder if you're the same.
mayhaps our souls haven't crossed yet
and your eyes haven't experienced
the first touch of color
if we look at each other,
or how the red string of fate
grows shorter and shorter
as we wade into a thousand years
brought about by
our constant reincarnations.
i would wait a hundred lifetimes,
swim through a sea of heartbreaks
(like now),
go through a life where
you don't exist,
or you drive a knife to my chest,
if it means there exists such a thing—
where there is even just a single timeline
where i get to touch your lips with my fingers
and hold you in my arms as you sleep soundly,
as our hearts beat closer and closer.

it’s… okay

sitting there with seven people who know me best surrounding me

eating cucumbers with salt and strawberry cheesecake ice cream

little bursts of laughter ringing out at updates at our lives

impromptu staring contests breaking out with one of the strangest and funniest men i’ve ever known

“how’s the fam”s and “i missed you guys”s cropping up every once in a while

it’s more than okay

it’s another home

i’ve always thought that home was supposed to be just one place, one location or person in which your soul blossoms like sunflowers in the summertime. i don’t think that now. your home can be with your cat with the upside down heart on his face, and with your mom whose hands smell like cool lotion and kindness, and your dad who sings paul mccartney too loud, and with your brothers who share tiktoks with you and laugh at your terrible jokes. your home can be with your friend with purple dyed hair, or your friend with red dyed hair, or your friend with the mustache, or your other friend with the mustache, or your roommate who gives too much, or your friend who wears big jewelery, or your friend with the round glasses and big smile. your home can be with your curly-haired soulmate hundreds of miles away. your home can be with a girl you met online who you overshare with every day. your home is expansive and all-encompassing and everything that makes you feel safe and warm and fuzzy and all the cheesy stupid things rom-coms are supposed to make you feel but not in a romantic way just in a

comfortable way

home is comfort

home is safety

home is home