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Have you ever?


To the love of my life, 

 

Have you ever looked up at the night sky?

Beyond the spotlight of the moon and beyond the billions of twinkling stars;

Beyond the supernovas and beyond the galaxies;

Beyond our own universe and beyond the next; 

Beyond everything, lies a light.

It's an energy greater than anything the human mind can understand. 

It is everything that ever was, 

Everything that is, 

And everything that ever will be. 

It's beauty is ineffable. 

But if you know where to look, 

You can see the smallest glimpses of it. 

 

Have you ever looked into the eyes of the ones you love?

Beyond his deep green eyes, I see beauty. 

I see the beauty of this light

And I see a story.

A story of two souls, 

Yours and Mine,

Born from this achraic divine energy.

The destinies of these souls were mapped;

set in stone. 

Together, they would grow. 

In one life, he was a soldier that saved her from inevitable death.

In another life, he was the teacher and she was the student. 

In this life, he is my best friend and my love. 

In each life, we are together. 

With each iteration, our souls are elevated. 

They perfect one another. 

One's shortcomings, is the other's growth. 

Their destinies are entwined. 

Their fates are sealed. 

They need one another. 

 

Have you ever wondered if this is true love? 

Beyong this world that is ours, 

Beyond our comprehension of time and space,

Beyond everything,

Is our love. 

It transcends any construct that exists within this universe. 

This love is raw

And primitive

And pure like the light beyond our lives. 

My love for you is fated. 

And in this life, and the next, 

You are mine.

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