A love letter

A love letter

Dear Soulmate ,

Yes , the fictions inspired me . There are times that I try to understand what is happening to me , this feeling of loneliness and anguish that do not end ... And above all tangible things , so intense is this feeling in me that you exist . And that is why I refer to you almost like a known in this life . I do not see you . But I know I've been in your arms as often as I was allowed . I do not feel you , however it is evident that’s sufficient just the finger of God that our paths could crossed forever. I believe in you . As much as I believe in God or me. Or in the Sun.

Tears are falling every time that I see myself running , screaming for your name, begging me not back off of you , trying to stay by your side . I , with a red dress , long hair , black , so different from how I am in this life . You , I do not know . Almost did not see your face in any of the thousands of dreams I've had with you. Hardly I smiled since. My smile is now like the sun on a rainy day , erased, almost useless, without color. Not alive.

Since I started having memories of other lives beside you , I understand for what reason , since my childhood , I wait for someone . Anyone who has ever had in my imagination so many names , so many faces ! And no one I met face to face . I hope for you since I was born . This is my mission . To find you . And seeing a movie or two , reading a book or other , imagining how nice it would review you , I started to cry and think ... I will write , even if it never reaches you .

This is not a love letter , contradicting the above title . It's a rant . Made in tears , sad , gloomy, lonely . Like me. As I am without you . My heart bleeds, and the pain is terrible every time I think about how it would be if we were together . It seems even that I know you . It's almost physical love what I feel for you . Almost palpable . I almost touch the desire to reconnect with you . Intense.

There is no greater miracle than the one that will bring you close to me again. There is no greater happiness than that I will have when I can look in your eyes , as blue as they are seen , or any other color . Be your skin as pale as it seemed in my visions , or in any other color. Is your skin that cares. The touch . It’s the thing that could make me live the rest of my life that God allows me to rediscover after you .

I try to finish this letter . No address. No recipient. And with a sender secretly declared. I can never give it in your hands if God does not provide for me . If not brought to me . If you do not take me to you . I'll Never know if you cried or rejoiced to receive my news . Never .

And yet , throw this letter in the revolts of the sea of social networks , waiting for  ... I don’t know .

If one day you read it, you will understand what I mean about you. You’ll know what to do .

My everything , my love , my soulmate ... are few words but so much to say ! The sweetness of my heart wrote can reach the innermost of your being . And that , from the time that these letters come to you , you can feel me , feel my touch. Only with these letters can I touch you ?

There are not enough words. There are no words . There's just this lump in my throat for not knowing the future , with you my Gift .

I hope you , I hope of you the life I lost when I pulled out of you arms and led us to cruel deaths at the stake .

So many centuries have not seen you , honey . Until when?

And finishing this letter,  I am looking up , my eyes filled with tears , with a stupid sob in the throat , begging God to give me back my other half . My prayer breaks the sky and come to the Father I'm just part of what could be if you were by my side . I’ll wait for you for the time it takes, for eternity I'll take my love for you .

Always yours , soul - half

J.

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