Soul Tied

How do I love a soul other than yours? The soul I once believed was written beside mine long before we ever met. The person who was meant to be my forever, my home, my safe place in a world that so often felt uncertain. How do I teach my heart to beat for someone else when it learned its rhythm from you? The sound of your heartbeat beneath my ear was once the closest thing I knew to peace, a steady beat that made everything around us disappear. It felt like life itself was humming through you and into me.

I still remember the way I would lay on your chest, feeling as though time slowed down just for us. The way you would look down at me with the softest eyes, eyes so beautiful and full of warmth that I could lose myself in them for hours without ever wanting to be found. Even now, I get lost at the mere memory of them, at the thought of them ever looking at me the way they once did. Some memories do not fade; they linger in the quietest corners of the heart, waiting for the smallest thing to bring them back to life.

And when I think about all the moments we may have taken for granted the ordinary days, the small laughs, the silences we shared, the comfort of simply existing beside each other it hurts in ways I cannot explain. Because those moments once felt endless, and now they are all I have left to hold onto. I never knew something so simple could become something I would miss so deeply.

Now that you’re gone, the world feels different. Colder. Quieter. As though something sacred was taken from it. There is an emptiness in places that used to be full of you, and no matter how hard I try, I cannot seem to fill it. I carry your absence with me everywhere, and sometimes it feels heavier than love itself.

So tell me, how do I love a soul other than yours, when mine still searches for you in every room, in every quiet moment? How do I let go of the person who felt like forever, when forever was all I ever wanted with you?