One in a Septillion
I like to believe that our souls are formed in a galaxy far before our physical bodies are even conceived
Some people are planets
Some people are stars
Some are even black holes
We are each unique particles floating along in space forming the miracles of the Solar System
Until one day we are called from space to make landing on Earth where we trek for years yearning to making valuable connections
Most people live lives full of strong relationships
Friendships, marriages, family dynamics
For most, this is enough
In fact, for most, this is all they have ever known
There are approximately 1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 stars in the Universe
The chance of finding someone whose soul stems from the same star as yours is impossible
Or at least that’s what I thought until I met you
Until I felt this irresistible pull
This uncontrollable joy
This unwavering faith
This blind trust
The way you hold me, respect me, hear me, love me
I feel the way you see me...the real me...not wanting to change one bit
I’d be blessed to say I found my one in a septillion
But you, my friend, make me feel like I found my entire galaxy
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