Friday, August 06, 2010

"...Your problem is you don't understand what that word means. People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that's what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that's holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life. A true soul mate is probably the most important person you'll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soul mate forever? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then they leave."

-Eat Pray Love by Elizabeth Gilbert

If this corrects the definition of a soul mate, my heart nods in agreement with regards to a certain special someone who has taken his flight. He was my best friend, he was my joy, and he was a teacher who gave me invaluable lessons on how painful love is love at its strongest.

He was the first that I have ever loved this unconditionally, through thick and thin. Soon it would stop hurting, and I would know that I would love him in an unconscious pledged secrecy. The quietude carries a strange whift of solace that sweeps over me like a feint membrane, in which my inner state is conscious is knowledgeable to the truth that I would forever love this man in my little ways. I bear no grudge or fault toward this man I love. The reasons behind this dramatic abandonment will someday cease to hold any matter or repetitive resonance. I'm always going to miss him, and I'll always relate thoughts of him for the fonder win. This time, it's different. This man, he's different.

Remembering how I'm always telling him that he would never find another girl who would love him as much as I did, I failed to ever let him know that I could never love a man as much as I loved him. It would not be that I wouldn't, shouldn't or don't, it would be that I couldn't.

There is a time for everything. A time for happiness, a time for sorrow, a time to laugh, a time to cry, a time to be reborn, a time to grief. But there is no time to ever stop loving truly.