I'm sure that was Irene. She looks like Irene. Her scent smells like her. Her hair looks beautiful like hers. Her hand is soft like hers. Her eyes are pretty like hers. I'm sure of it! I know it's Irene! She came back!
Or am I just crazy about her?
Sometimes, everyday and everywhere, I see her in the streets, parks, stores and even at music shows. But it's not her, but what if it is her? And this time, I held her. I feel like it's her.
I don't know, I'm probably crazy.
"They say that two souls are meant to be if they meet again. Any time, any where, any day. Soulmates don't just come out of nowhere, they come when the time is right for you to be ready as them." A man said to an audience.
Are soulmates even a real thing?
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Don't Let Go || m.t
FanfictionA sequel to "Hold My Hand" I was told that if you meet somebody that makes your heart pound, hands shake, and knees go weak. That is not the one. When you meet your soulmate, you'll feel calm. No anxiety, no agitation. And my heart did pound, my ha...
