Caution: Falling Objects
Now, I feel bricks and things falling around me. As this happens, I have that familiar feeling of falling veils again.
How will I ever explain this without sounding like a nut?
He said to me that “You keep reminding me of your soul.”
He does not know the impact that statement had on me. He does not know the connections I have made with my soul and how beautiful I find that connection to the human part of my soul or your soul…or HIS soul.
I sent him a picture and text saying I was just checking in, thinking of him and I hope he is well, (He just had a sudden death of a close friend and was processing it, I was trying to let him do that and let him know I was also there if he needed anything.) It’s an old picture, almost taken after he and I split. I took it with a crappy old webcam in a poorly lit area, and yet I love the picture. I was shooting for the old brown and white style graduation pics of my mother’s generation where the “girls” were bare shouldered and usually had “touch-up pink lips”.
A few hours later, he responded saying “That picture it worth 2000 words…made me cry. You’re beautiful.” During our text, I had sent him a link to A Beautiful Mess video (Live in Chicago), we were talking emotion, and he mentioned my soul. He mentioned to me he was melting a little. I, on the other hand was like a totally melted pot of sweet honey filled beeswax.
How can I still be so totally bonded to him in this way fourteen years later? This would be why, each relationship since him, made me miss him all the more, and when breaking up with others, I would completely re-mourn the loss of us.
This IS, the person for me.
This IS the one I’ve been waiting for.
This IS the one who makes the human part of my soul feel like the other half has come home.
This IS part of the experience that brings down residual shit, and veils fall again.
This is indeed, a beautiful mess and I am grateful to have had the last 2 years and three months.
I am ready for this.