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Soulmates by Ellie Xu

  • Feb 28
  • 1 min read

There is something romantic

about the nonexistence of fate.

Without the semantics:

I have never believed in soulmates.

Past the whispers of voices,

and the twistiest of turns,

through the strangest of choices,

you will get what you earn.


That you chose someone,

over and over again.

And if there was none

else I could say, then

that you loved someone,

for all their smooth lines,

and if there were none,

their rough edges still shined.


It’s easy for the world

to bring two people together.

But with how life unfurls,

you will never find forever.

All you can do is love to try,

without the answers from above.

Love to laugh and love to cry,

and learn to love to love to love.

Soulmates

 
 

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