You will pardon this interlude, I pray dear reader. As again we are at a weird ass crossroads. I just met this girl hours before, and the dreaded "L" word is floating in my head, my stomach, and weirdly....not in my pants.
She was an amazing girl. She was the sum of my triumphs and flaws, and even the best and worst parts of me. She was the extension of myself that I never knew existed. We had a good life, as brief as it was, together. We are getting to that part, dear reader, but I feel we should discuss a few things.
A soulmate is someone that you don't need to "know" in the conventional sense. They just, "are." She wasn't some fleeting fancy, she was the extant culmination of kindness, sexiness, thoughtfulness, and exuberance all rolled into one small package.
So you are wondering, did I love her, did I know that I loved her, did I want to love her....
The answer to all of those are....quite simply yes. It's a love that lasts to this day. I still love her.
I always will love her, it's a love that transcends time, space, labels, energy....and death.
She was simply, a starburst in my universe.
But come, let's dance, you and I dear reader, let us dance with Rachel, together.
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Across the night, and to the moon we went
Non-FictionA story of how I met a lovely girl, while singing a song in a restaurant. Very real story, unfortunately it's not as sweet as it may seem to be. There is always a catch in life.
