Maybe

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Maybe my soulmate is out there, who knows. Maybe they are waiting for me to show.

Maybe they got taken to a place far away and they cannot escape yet. Maybe they are trying everyday to escape their captivity so that they may stand next to me.

Maybe they are younger, or older, or several states away. Maybe I'll have to run into them at a college graduation when I was out golfing with my friends. Maybe I'll have to watch them meet a bitter end. Or maybe they can't travel, it all depends.

Maybe they'll be left with massive and unflattering flaws painted across them like water stains on the bathroom ceiling. Maybe one scar will look exactly like that water stain above me. Maybe, just maybe, they are in their own bathroom, wondering the same thing.

Maybe.... they want me to step out and find them. Maybe..... they can't love for a while the way I want them to... maybe they're outside the captors door, and you missed your chance. Maybe you die in an accident before they are even born. Maybe it's not perfect, but maybe they aren't there.
And maybe I don't have to be alone.

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