I feel like my life is a puzzle made out of days and years. I'm trying to put it together one piece at a time and after each one is placed I ponder how it is going to create the big picture which is my experience on this Earth. There are some pieces that are more beautiful than others. Two of my favorite pieces of the puzzle are the two days that we spent together.
You made me feel like a princess. Like I was in my own Cinderella story where I met my prince and we danced all night talking about all the things that we had in common. I spent less than five hours with you in person, but still a year later I think of you often and cling to the small social media string that connects us.
I'm a writer. I have a large and out of control imagination. It holds onto the best moments in my life and makes them more. It wants to believe that we are soulmates and that we will find each other again and our fairy tale will continue. It wants you to be my first kiss. It wants us to live happily ever after.
It is tempting to spend all my time in the possibilities of what could be to come. But I know that I just have to live my life and not worry over all the paths I can go down. I just need to follow my own path and not obsess about whether or not we will share a path again. I am a teenager who doesn't know who her soulmate is. I could convince myself that any guy is that soulmate.
I just need to live and I will know when the time comes.
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Lost Messages
RomanceA Place for all the letters that people write, but will never send. Ongoing project