I believe before our souls are placed in our bodies, they exist on a separate plane like you and I exist now. and on that plane they form bonds unbeknownst to us. And when out celestial forms take root in out earthly ones , we say upon meeting those souls "I feel like I've known you my whole life."
This is a story like that of Elizabeth and Darcy.
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She hesitated, she didn't want to loose her, I wanted to know what she felt. I wanted to know the palpitations that beat against the cage of her chest. The thoughts that invade her mind, robbing of her ability to speak: the one thing she needed the most; to tell her soulmate the truth.
The burden that tied this griffon of a bird to earth.
The way she deemed herself unpure and so wrong, made me want to burrow a knife in my sternum just to tell her I've never seen a heart even half as pure as hers. How sincere her soul was that her eyes showered with its honesty.
And then she finally says it. This soulmate of hers is everything but a lover to her. This soulmate of hers is a mother, a daughter, a sister and a friend all at the same time.
Then she hears her laugh, she hears her call her silly to worry, she tells her she loves her, she tells her she's there for her, and this time she cries out of relief.
She cries out of the feeling of letting the weight of her wings, knowing their bond would not change despite their secrets.
And through their voices and laughter I find myself listening to them, I find myself explaining and understanding things I never once truly knew. To listen for me, makes it feel homely.
And in our silence, when we scrabble to put words together to fill the gaps I would like them to know that I enjoyed the silence I shared with them, how I enjoyed being everything and nothing all the same with them.
Something so poetic, so calm yet vexing it is to watch their Walt. Any foreigner would find themselves lost in it.
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