I am 100% sure that I want to get married. With her, life is better. Nothing is easy, I know that, but she makes things feel simpler than they’ve ever been. I want to get married because I want to be able to proclaim the love that I have for her and through the process I can validate my love to her in the best way (opinion). I heard someone said today that they didn’t want to have a wedding, they wanted to have a marriage. They were afraid that they would do so much in having a ceremony that would forever outweigh the rest of their lives. I’ve never had that fear and although I understood where she was coming from, I didn’t waiver. I don’t have to be afraid of what’s to come because in my heart I know that we will love each other. I can’t predict the future and I haven’t been a great believer in faith, but my heart tells me that this time, I’m right. She is the one. The one woman my mother approved on sight. I love her and always will.
When things go good, we laugh together and enjoy the time we share, but anyone can do that. When things go south, I cry to her and lean on her. She might not always understand my point of view, but boy does she listen and try. I couldn’t ask for better and I try to repay with love every single day that I have the chance to. My motivator, my diary, my confidant, my headache, my best friend, my heartbeat, my lover, my everything. MINE. I love her from once upon a time until happily ever after. There’s never been anyone in my life like her before. If I didn’t ask her to marry me, I’d be a fool. In a year I’ll be the happiest man alive. I just hope that I can make her….
A soulmate doesn’t always have to be the person that you marry.
A soulmate is anyone who you know is going to stay an important part of your life for a long time to come. They are people with whom you can connect. They people that you can lean on in times of need throughout life. Soulmates take you to another level of self. They make you a better person in more ways than one. I am one of the lucky few to stumble upon my soulmates. Yes, Plural. Two to be exact.
The love that I have for and with these two individuals transcends any love that I have experienced in my life. There’s nothing that I wouldn’t do for them and I know that that goes for them as well.
He went from friend, to best friend, to brother. It happened so quickly that I didn’t even see it happen. The other reason that I can’t time it is that it was so easy. We basically fell into place in each other’s lives. We had so much in common that it was like I was hanging out with myself. There is a mutual love between us. A mutual respect. I trust him with my life and I know that it goes both ways. We look out for each other. Whenever we have anything in surplus, we share with one another. He has done more for me than any human ever has. His last showcase of character brings me to tears daily. He gave me something that I know was probably the hardest thing he has ever had to give up. Just to bring me happiness. Disregarding his own. I love him.
She was the apple of my eye once upon a time. We fell for each other easily. In light of events that took place, we had to back out of each other’s lives. We were selfless. Over the years, she remained close. Not by choice, but by circumstance. Day after day, we piled more dirt on the buried feelings that tried to rise like zombies from under the ground. Just like zombies, had the feelings come to ground, they would cause chaos in the peaceful lives that we were trying to keep. I’ve seen her cry and she has seen me cry. We’ve seen each other at our highs and lows. Even though we knew the way to stop the tears, we kept crying. It was easier to cry than to cause pain. I have always loved her.
The climax of the story.
My two soulmates were once each other’s soulmates. When I said that we had a lot in common, I wasn’t lying. The reason for my tears today is that my brother, my other half, gave up the thing he cherished most because he believed in me. He believed in me. He believed that I would treat her right and keep the pain from her eyes. He understood the pain that I was going through trying to find something that was right in front of me all along. I have to believe that it wasn’t easy for him. It would have killed me daily. He will never know the level of respect and love that I have for him because of how much he sacrificed. If it was strong before, the bond that we have now is shatterproof, waterproof, bulletproof. I will never let him down and I will make sure that his faith in me is rewarded and was not put in the wrong place. I will cherish her the way that he expects me to. I will not let him down.
I am in love with her. He can see it.
I love him. She knows it.
I am mentally and spiritually connected to them both. They both finish my sentences and I finish theirs too. Sometimes we have to tell each other to get out of our heads because we have this ability to know what the other is thinking with nothing more than a look. It is so natural that we do not even make note of it. When we are together, everything is great.
Hanging with him makes time speed by. Sometimes I feel like there isn’t enough time for us to continue having fun. Sometimes we do simple things. Moments that are cherished. Grabbing a bottle of rum and drinking under the moonlight at a beach somewhere. Talking about everything and nothing. Making plans for our future. Just living life in the moment.
Spending time with her is a similar opposite. Time slows down, but there still isn’t enough of it. We do silly things. Things that make her happy. Collecting shells on the beach or looking at fish swim near a dock. Talking about everything and nothing. Making plans for our future. Just living life in the moment.
With them, I am something. Without them, I am nothing. They bring joy into my life and tear away at the fears and insecurities that I’ve lived with for longer than I can remember.
I love them both…
They both love me…
I am the luckiest man alive to be able to experience such love firsthand…