The first time we met, I felt a pull-
a quiet spark of recognition.
Curiosity led me to you,
but something deeper made me stay.
When we spoke, it felt familiar,
like resuming a conversation from long ago.
A bond-clear, effortless, undeniable.
You steadied my thoughts
and ignited my laughter,
held space for my silence,
and heard the truths I hadn't spoken.
I knew nothing of your past,
yet everything of your spirit.
As if despite time, throughout change,
in different skins and seasons,
I have found you again.
Your company feels like home.
A connection built on understanding.
Like an old story remembered-
Almost as though l've carried your memory with me all along.
In your presence, I remember who I am.
With your belief, I know who I want to become.
In your friendship, I feel found.
Suddenly, I am whole-
Realizing the pieces of me that I didn't know were scattered have come together,
complete and peacefully at rest.
A fragmented soul gently pieced together by its destined counterpart,
the fractures healed by the others embrace.
Destiny had molded them together
And time finally mended their bond.
And in that certainty, I realize:
soulmates exist in many forms.
For me, it is you.
For you, it was always us.