Do you believe in soulmates?
Well, we never fully did.
In fact I wouldn’t say “never”, as we grew up trusting there was a better kind of love than the ones who raised us shared. In the beginning, we thought they were soulmates and that they truly loved each other. She cared for him, he provided for her. That was the kind of love we knew. However, as many of the other things we got to learn with the years, we realised that was no love at all. That was addiction.
During the years our genitors have been together, we’ve witnessed the worst of things a relationship can have. We learned from them. Not in the right way, of course, we got to expect that we’d achieve such endurance of many years together, at any cost. We fondly believed that love came with a cost and with hard work, and although we still believe in it, there are some things love can’t simply survive. “But they did!”, we would tell ourselves. This shaped the way we went through every single relationship in our life. We were willing to pay a high price to stay together, to hear whatever we wished, and to always keep on trying. Beautiful, we thought. It will work out, eventually. Naive, us!
We have been hard work. We have insisted through the right and the wrong. “They stayed together after he cheated on her because she forgave him and they love each other. Everyone is allowed a mistake!”. Was that so?
Once we reached the age of sixteen, we learned that there was no such a thing as pure love, but genuine hate and codependence. They stayed together because they didn’t want anything else, or believed they could do any better with their lives. They remain, to the day, waiting patiently to see the decease of one another. Harsh? No, dear. Plain truth. The love and care we see in the movies and many videos of unknown couples on our social media feed do exist, but they’re as rare as tigers in the wild.
At some point, we came to believe that we had found our soulmate. Certainly, we let ourselves out and dove down full throttle. We were hard work when it all began, don’t mistake me. We didn’t know half of what we do today, but we loved deeply and we were sure that was forever. Eventually, we came to what I mentioned in the last chapter: we have all been together, all along. And yes, we had been soulmates before. It explained the depth of our love and the intense connection that sparkled at every look we shared. They are all still here, but we learned the hard way that what made our souls mate was something else.
Today, as we drive down the road of a whole new path, we understand that soulmates truly exist. One meant to be with another. We also understand that soulmates come in the right fit and that whatever is supposed to be ours will always be there. Yes, being together takes time, effort and, most of all, truly acceptance of one another, but your true mate will be there until the end, meeting you beyond time.
And as for our soulmate, dear, we’re sure: it will never walk away. We know our inner-value and we see people through the eyes of goodness and kindness. We know he will recognise us and see us as we see ourselves as much as himself as we see him. Perhaps you think we’re fantasising over things that don’t exist, but we know about that place filled of love that awaits us all and that’s where we all belong.
Then, just as it is supposed to be, our soulmate will choose to stay. Not only because we want him to or because we wish to fulfil our purposes together.
But because we’re sure that nothing will ever be enough to choose for letting go.
