383 ㅡ ♕ But love isn't one of them.

If I could tell my younger self one thing, it would be this:

There are many things in life you can postpone, but love isn't one of them.

382 ㅡ ♕ What was it like to be loved in return?

What was it like to love him? Asked Gratitude.

It was like being exhumed, I answered, and brought to life in a flash of brilliance.

What was it like to be loved in return? Asked Joy.

It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.

What was it like to lose him? Asked Sorrow. There was a long pause before I responded:

It was like hearing every goodbye ever said to me—said all at once.

381 ㅡ ♕ I knew you were mine.

I had my first dream about you last night.

Really? She smiles. What was it about?

I don't remember exactly but the whole time I was dreaming, I knew you were mine.

380 ㅡ ♕ Souls only know it feels right to be with one another.

When two souls fall in love, there is nothing else but the yearning to be close to the other. The presence that is felt through a hand held, a voice heard, or a smile seen.

Souls do not have calendars or clocks, nor do they understand the notion of time or distance. They only know it feels right to be with one another.

This is the reason why you miss someone so much when they are not there–even if they are only in the very next room. Your soul only feels their absence–it doesn't realize the separation is temporary.

379 ㅡ ♕ It was how we began.

It was how we began. Your mouth against mine, your fingers tracing along the back of my neck. You asked me to imagine what it must have been like, for the first two people who fell in love; before the word love was conceived. You said it felt that for you. Like we existed in a time before love–as though we were waiting for the word to catch up to the feeling.

378 ㅡ ♕ I wore your ring, and you wore mine.

This is where our love is found, in a strange little rhyme; where in space the beat of our hearts resound, while our bones lie in the ground. Little fragments ground down with time, where fingers once were intertwined, and I wore your ring, and you wore mine.

377 ㅡ ♕ It was you I fell in love with first.

Before I fell

in love with words,

with setting skies

and singing birds–

it was you I fell

in love with first.

376 ㅡ ♕ Soulmate, I have known you before.

I don't know how you are so familiar to me–or why it feels less like I am getting to know you and more as though I am remembering who you are. How every smile, every whisper brings me closer to the impossible conclusion that I have known you before, I have loved you before–in another time, a different place, some other existence.

375 ㅡ ♕ Always choose love.

My mother once said to me; there are two kinds of men you'll meet. The first will give you the life you want and the second will give you the love you desire. If you're one of the lucky few, you will find both in the one person. But if you ever find yourself having to choose between the two, then always choose love.

374 ㅡ ♕ It is an honor to love you.

It feels bittersweet to love you, as though time has already run its ruinous path and everything good is over before it begins. It feels perilous to love you, like a dust scorn swallowing up the sky or a comet skimming the stratosphere. But it is an honor to love you. Like the snow drifts giving way to spring, I will hold you for as long as I can.