{Free Prose About Soulmates}

Soulmates

you have bad times good times; busy times.

and all through that you wonder;

you thought on many occasion you found them

there smile seems sincere there kind

but as you spend time with them

they change and you react with silence and regret

back to the drawing board you retreat

retreat back to the solace of your soul

ever wondering if "they" are out there

wondering why you haven't found them

wh1le they're with some fool

who gives them the same feeling

you had for those you left

then one day; out of nowhere...

for no other reason than chance

you find someone

you cannot explain why you feel the way you do

you can't explain how you feel

its new and its not a bad feeling at all

its fresh; its like electricity

your senses are sharp; your feelings on edge

when they look at you it pierces your soul

when they touch you its like magic

when they talk to you its like their talking to your heart

who is this? you ask.....

your hear a familiar voice.....

this is the other half of you.......

welcome home..............