i think soulmates change with seasons. at some point you grow so accustomed to them, only to realise it's time to bid farewell. the change is difficult to adapt to, but you eventually do. we eventually embrace the new season. i think, soulmates are the same because that one person i met in the preceding season couldn't be labelled any less just because he doesn't walks the same path as i do in the moment.
i haven't found anybody new, it's just that the period has changed. he exists in some other interval and i am here, traversing in search of the next day when sun rays would kiss my skin in a warm welcome and i'd finally stop feeling this way. the day i'll feel alive again not wanting the wind to feel a little less like this and a lot more like him. this isn't about seasons but soulmates that change.
