“The heart knows when the search is over”
After living in a world of what can only be described as a bitter cocktail of loneliness and heartbreak for what seemed like forever, I found him. The one who has set my soul on fire, the one who my heart saw and went “oh, there you are, where the hell have you been?!”. The universe finally thought it was the right time for me to live all my favorite memes, all at once.
I saw him from across the room and that was it. I was done. I could not stop looking at him. My eyes seemed to follow his every move. I realized I was doing this but I didn’t care if he thought I was being weird, I was 100% comfortable with being weird. I waited for this moment forever and me being weird was not going to get in the way.
He eventually came over, I’m sure I smiled and told him my name. I touched his beard and I was done. I was done. This is my person, standing right in front of me.
A simple hello seemed to have done the trick. He took my number, we shared a conversation, some laughs and a few smiles. We went on our merry way, he went home and so did I.
Not even twenty four hours had passed before I got a text. And will you believe…I was done again. What the fuck is happening? I was excited. Happy to hear from him. Happy that he wanted to hear from me too. I couldn’t be anymore done than I already was, but, I was. I was done.
It felt like I was living a meme “sometimes home is a heartbeat” and “you can be homesick for a person too”, the entertainment factor was so high, I was loving it.
And now, as if time has stood still yet moved so quickly, I get to look into his eyes. And he gets to look at me, like I’m the only person in the room. We’ve done this since that first night.We speak as though we have known each for years…not in this lifetime of course, because I only met this man a few weeks ago, but we’re both convinced that we’ve known each other in lifetimes before.
We never kissed the night we met, but that’s okay, because he kisses me now, he kisses me all the time.
He listens to me. Pays attention to every word I say. Finally, someone who hears even the things I don’t say. And his voice; oh my God…his voice is like music to my ears and I would do absolutely anything to hear it, every single day.
I feel like the luckiest person in the world right now because I must have done something right in my life to be given everything I have ever asked for. Literally, every single thing I have ever asked for…even the things I thought were most frivolous at best and most likely put in place to make it so impossible so I could never get hurt or disappointed again. But here he is.
So, here I sit, replaying the countless memes and quotes I have recited over the years and laughed at the ridiculousness thereof: “one day someone will come along and make you realize why it never worked out with anyone else” or “your soul mate will be the stranger you recognize” …but I’m living a meme right now…because if I ever thought things were meant to be before, and you best believe my dumb ass thought that countless times before; I couldn’t have been more was wrong, because no one has ever, nor could nor will they ever compare to this one.
***And guess what, he feels exactly the same way…