Dealing with this terrible heat wave we are having, I was looking for something barely there to wear. I opened my dresser drawer and there it was…staring me in the face.. a picture me and him took what seems like ages ago. He looked so so handsome..and as for me I looked happy. That’s right it was ages ago, because that is the last time I remember being happy with him. Back when things weren’t so complicated, when we both were so in love we were the couple to hate. So naturally me seeing this picture brought back a flood of emotions that I just didn’t want to deal with. I decided to pour myself a drink, Malibu rum with some random juice I found at my local Wal-mart, I must say I am in love!! The way the combination of the rum and juice taste blows you away. I can throw them back like nothing but once you stand up oh lord! Sorry for the ramble. Anyways, so I kept drinking and drinking my mixed drinks (until the bottle was empty) and I no longer had something to stop me from feeling what I felt, from thinking about what I was thinking about. I had a flashback to a couple of days ago when I was having a conversation with my best friend. We were talking about soul mates. Now before I was an adult I believed in true love and soul mates and all that shit but as an adult, after a few heartbreaks, I’m not so sure I believe in the idea of soul mates. So as we sat there sipping our cappuccinos she tried to convince me that my non-belief in the notion of soul mates was in fact utter bullshit due to my lack of finding a good man. Like the good friend that I am I listened, I took in all that she was saying. When she was done talking she looked at me and asked why I was so quiet. I politely smiled at her and told her she needed to be drinking a water and not a cappuccino. She looked puzzled. I explained that the reason I don’t believe in the idea of a soul mate is because its hard for me to wrap my idea around the fact that there is one person out there for everyone and they are so tuned into that person that they are the ideal match for them, a soul mate. I rather believe that anyone can be a soul mate rather it be a friend or a romantic partner. A soul mate to me is someone who knows you inside and out and is so compatible with you that you are almost one with each other. Again a bit of a ramble. So my point is I’m not really sure if I believe in soul mates or not but when I saw that picture of him…It made me wonder…was he my soul mate? Was it a case of meeting the right person at the wrong time? Can someone who is an asshole at times and did you wrong be the one for you? After all people do make mistakes and are full of flaws. So many questions are floating through my mind as my rum buzz is wearing off.
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