How do you know?

I agree that it 's different for everyone.

I thought I found my soul mate, but he broke my heart.
If he's still out there I have no idea. I'm not looking anymore.

If you've found the right one.. I'm very happy for you:rose:
 
MorgaineLaFay said:
I have been trying to express myself with words...for days, weeks now. And I just can't describe this feeling. Everytime I open my mouth or place pen to paper I get flustered. Nothing is good enough. I mean really..this man doesn't even like the rain.


If 2 people agree on everything, one of them is not necessary.


Just relax, and let it happen. I'm sure he knows how lucky he is and he's rejoicing in the fact that you've found each other. As much as you think of him, he thinks of you.
 
Im dubious

*bratcat* said:
That is so true...too bad that even though you may meet them...you may never start a life with them due to unforeseen complications.

You dont even know when you are being stalked
 
ShamelessFlirt said:
If 2 people agree on everything, one of them is not necessary.


Just relax, and let it happen. I'm sure he knows how lucky he is and he's rejoicing in the fact that you've found each other. As much as you think of him, he thinks of you.

You're my soul-mate, Flirt. :rose:
 
Put a little more eloquently perhaps?


"Her"

As I hold her in my arms,
and look into her eyes.
It almost takes my breath away,
as I imagine the rest of our lives.

As I hold her and kiss her goodnight,
I'm afraid to let go, fearing it's a dream.
Lying beside her, I'm afraid to sleep,
'cause if I awake and she's gone I would scream.

The more I learn about her,
as a person, I've come to know.
The more I find I long for her,
unleashed feelings, I watch grow.

As I live without her,
I find happiness and contentment, beyond my grasp.
Because without her there is no meaning,
to this, the role I was cast.

Now when I think about her,
together I know we will be.
Because I can't imagine, without her.
It would mean, the death, of me.
 
ShamelessFlirt said:
Put a little more eloquently perhaps?


"Her"

As I hold her in my arms,
and look into her eyes.
It almost takes my breath away,
as I imagine the rest of our lives.

As I hold her and kiss her goodnight,
I'm afraid to let go, fearing it's a dream.
Lying beside her, I'm afraid to sleep,
'cause if I awake and she's gone I would scream.

The more I learn about her,
as a person, I've come to know.
The more I find I long for her,
unleashed feelings, I watch grow.

As I live without her,
I find happiness and contentment, beyond my grasp.
Because without her there is no meaning,
to this, the role I was cast.

Now when I think about her,
together I know we will be.
Because I can't imagine, without her.
It would mean, the death, of me.



I want that.
 
islandman said:
Do you think it rains in heaven, morgie? It would be nice if it did.


Shut up and kiss her already, you're not fooling anyone
 
Sometimes I think that being at the point where you're asking yourself that question is a big sign.
 
islandman said:
I think that if they tell you their middle name, there's a distinct possibility that they are "the one".


Can't agree everyone knows my middle name :p
 
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