Every one in this world has a soulmate. The pieces of two persons fit together in such a perfect way, that they are in some way connected with each other. When one of the two writes something on his or her skin, it will appear on the skin of the other person as well.
I looked at my arm and saw little lines appear. My soulmate was drawing again, and I couldn't help but smile. I had always wondered who this artistic person was who drew every day on our skin. It made me smile, just looking at the drawings on my arm. This time it was a lion, staring up at me. My soulmate drew these often, and I figured she must like them a lot.For a few minutes, I kept staring at the beautiful lion on my arm, when suddenly something was being written on my left hand.
Don't forget: Tesco!
You could learn a lot about your soulmate just by looking at their writings and drawings. Mine forgot a lot of things (the 'Don't forget' things were written at least twice a day), and right now it seemed like she shouldn't forget to get groceries.
I was always wondering how and when I would meet her. There was a small chance of meeting each other in a Tesco; there were way too many of them in the UK. So I always ended up wondering.What would it be like to find your soulmate? To be honest, I kind of wanted to find mine as soon as possible. The reason was kind of pathetic. I was eighteen years old and I had no friends at all. I felt lonely, and wanted someone who would love and accept me. Someone who wouldn't try to change me.
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Found You [Phan]
FanficWhen I saw him, I fell hard... but not on the dirty floor of the train station. I fell for him. We both smiled at each other, and it felt so right, it couldn't be wrong. I had found my soulmate.