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When I looked into your eyes, the world seemed to stand still. It’s like stepping out of time—a feeling that words struggle to capture. It’s not just a gaze. It’s not even just a feeling. It’s something much deeper—something sacred. In that moment, nothing else exists. There’s only us. It feels like I’m staring into eternity, not in a poetic or dramatic way, but in the most real, grounding, unshakable sense. You are not just someone I’ve met—you are someone I’ve remembered. There’s this overwhelming recognition. It’s not logical, not something I can explain. It’s soul-deep. Ancient. Like I’ve known you forever, like our hearts have spoken in a language beyond sound, across lifetimes. Even before we spoke, I felt you. And once we did, everything inside me whispered, “You are the one I have been feeling!” When I’m with you, I can’t hide. There’s no armor thick enough, no mask convincing enough to fool you. You see straight through me. You see the parts I’ve kept in the shadows, the wounds I’ve tucked away, the doubts I never dared speak aloud. And what overwhelms me most is this: you still look at me with love, with understanding, with acceptance. You didn’t flinch. You didn’t turn away. And somehow, I see all of you too. Not the version you show to the world, but you. The raw, unfiltered essence of your soul—something uncannily familiar to me. It doesn’t matter how long we’ve known each other in this life. My soul remembers you. It always has. You’ve lived in my dreams, in my quietest longings, in the spaces between my thoughts, and even before I met you, I felt you. I knew you were out there. Now that you’re here, every piece of me that once felt lost has started to fall back into place. You see the parts of me I’ve hidden even from myself. When you stared at me like that, I felt stripped bare, as if my soul was standing naked in front of you. Every mask I’ve ever worn to protect myself. You see it all. The light, the shadow, the love, the fear, the strength, the vulnerability. Therefore, the intensity of our connections can be overwhelming. There are moments I want to run from you—not because I don’t want this, but because it’s so real. I’ve spent years building walls, adjusting to life behind emotional armor. And then you came along, and with a single look, you shattered them. That kind of nakedness (soul nakedness) is something I never expected nor prepared for. I don’t think I was prepared for the intensity of it. I don’t think anyone really can be. Because it doesn’t feel like a relationship in the way we’ve been taught to understand. This isn’t about roles or expectations or surface-level compatibility. This is something else entirely. It felt cosmic as if two halves of the same soul were coming back together after lifetimes of separation. There’s something magnetic about this bond. Something that pulls me closer even when I try to keep a healthy distance to catch my breath. I can’t ignore it. I can’t rationalize it away. I feel it whether we’re together or apart. I feel it in the silence, in the stillness, or even in the chaos of everyday’s hustle. It doesn’t matter how far you are physically—you’re always with me. A part of me. Like an invisible thread connecting our hearts, our thoughts, our energies. I tried to walk away, tried to ignore it, buried it, rationalized it—but I know the truth. It’s not something I could choose—it’s something that is. A force greater than us, something that lives between our souls, and it’s been there all along. And I’ve come to realize—In every connection that didn’t last, in every moment of longing I couldn’t explain, it was you. It was always you! Now that I’ve found you, I finally UNDERSTAND why nothing else ever truly felt complete. Why everything before you felt like trying to recreate a dream I barely remembered. Because you are the other half of my soul. You were my beginning. It’s not just that I love you—it’s that I am YOU. And you’re ME. We are two halves of the SAME SOUL who found each other again in this lifetime. And now, here we are, inexplicably bound. What we have defies logic. It doesn’t need to MAKE SENSE. It simply is. And I’ve come to understand that some of the most important things in life don’t come with explanations. Could such connection be explained by quantum entanglements? I do not know… Do you have the answer? But I know you. I know your heart, even when you struggle to show it. I know your soul, even when you sometimes don’t have the words for it. I know the pain you’ve carried, the dreams you’ve tucked away, and the love you’ve held back. I know it because I’ve felt it too. Because they are mine too… Despite the confusion and intensity, there’s peace in all of this. A quiet knowing that I am where I am meant to be. That you are where I belong. That whatever path lies ahead, it’s meant to be walked with you. Not perfectly. Not without challenges. But with truth, with love, and with that same soul-deep recognition that brought us together in the first place. You make me want to become more. Not for you—but because with you, I remember who I really am and should be. You don’t complete me—you reflect me. And when I see myself through your eyes, I finally understand what it means to be whole. Your strengths are my weaknesses, and your weaknesses are my strengths, and together, we are one. We are not identical; we are complementary to each other. So no matter what comes our way, no matter how difficult it gets, remember this: I am yours. In every sense. In every lifetime. And you are mine :)