twin-flame

It's him, it always has been and it always will be ~ the only thing left now is timing.

I was starting to fall for him, He didn't say it but the wayHe looked at me, Told me he felt the same.

Our eyes met and our souls caught on fire.

Upon first glance I felt a sense of familiarity with you. Like we had been down this road a thousand times before, why I felt this with a complete stranger I am yet to know but I trust further down the road our chance meeting will make perfect sense.

Twin flame love is raw, real and rare ~ it comes when we least expect, can't understand nor have the patience to accept it, than its gone & the true test of fate starts to play. A bond built amongst the stars can't be tampered by an earthly experience, trust the distance, twin flames always meet again.

There is a man waiting for a woman like you, don't settle for someone who only opens half of your heart.

I can feel it, logic is trying to distract me but my heart it's screaming it's him.

Love is anything but safe, it's wild and raw and will rip at your heart strings but once you've tasted it for the very first time it becomes like an addiction feeling nostalgia when seperated for another beating heart & before them you question where you called home.

I miss him for all the things he forgot to see in himself & if im lucky fate will help us rekindle a flame that never got set alight in the first place.

Im happy to sit and be an ear to listen when the world gets wild but Id much prefer to watch the ways your eyes in sparkle in the midst of convincing me why you love the things you do. It gives me hope that someone else out there feels everything with this much depth and has the willingness to create a beautiful life from it.

So many went on a quest to tame her, The only man to win her heart was the one Who was also free.

We can try and push eachother away, we can try and deny what we feel but when two hearts have connected and two souls have been reminded of love there is simply no way fate can keep us apart.

It was electric and we couldn't deny it anymore, even when our words spoke different the energy we drew from each-other spoke too loud, it was almost impossible to ignore.

He didn't have to say much, It was all in his eyes ~ He didn't have to do much, It was enough, just to be at his side.

And then she learnt to be a little wild she had to be a little less afraid.

I see a lot of people complaining about the things they can fix, and a lot of people being accepting of the things they cannot change. Maybe tragedy really is the catastrophic event, for the way people view their lives. I would rather be wise, than nieve.

Our hearts speak the same language but more importantly our souls share the same voice.

If you are not more alive when in love then you my friend are in love with the wrong one.