The Story
I met her in the spring. I think I'll call her soul mate. SM for short. There was really nothing outstanding about her. We spoke casually sometimes and I never really thought alot about her. She was not what I would call attractive or pretty. Just an ordinary looking lady. One day a buddy of mine was driving around with SM in his little truck. He saw me in front of my house and asked me did I want to come along down to the Lake with them. My buddy and SM were just friends. So, sure... in I hopped. The minute I got into the truck and sat next to SM something really strange and very different happened to me. I had never experienced this before in my life and have not since. I noticed sense inside of me that felt like I was connected to SM in a very deep way. I hardly expected that. It is hard to describe but I felt like I was a complete person. I did not know what to think being that I hardly knew SM. I just knew that sitting next to her made me feel peaceful deep down in my soul. And that I wanted to keep sitting next to her forever. I did not love her at that point or even like her except as an aquaintance/ friend. I knew that there was such a thing as a connection between two people and I understood it perfectly then. Well, days moved on and turned into weeks. I saw SM from time to time and I guess she started to like me. She bought me some nice things that I needed at the time I was sort of poor. And she talked with me more and more. I never forgot that day in the truck. Time went on and I fell in love with SM. One day I asked her out and we went up into some nearby mountains and spent the day together. We walked down a bank and stood near a river. I asked her if I could hug her. She said ''Yesss!'' I held her in my arms for the first time that day and felt such a deep love and inner soul bond that I could not describe it if you asked me to. It was as if we had known each other for ever. Well, we went back to town and the people said that it was not right that we should be together. I think they had her slated for the guys son. And, I was slain. That was the day I died inside. I really died and I became a shell of a man. We were kept apart and I could never really get to talk with her on a level that I wanted to again. We never got back together. She was directed to marry another man and they married and then they were divorced years later. I still feel that I love her deeply. I can never stop thinking about her and feeling the moving inside my chest when I think about her. It was so many years ago that I am ashamed to say how long ago it was. I should be way over her by now. But I am not. I probably never will be. There is a positive thing that came out of this...At least I can say that I was alive for one day.
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