a myth is a myth. but what lies deep beneath it all, stems the truth of the first seed planted. it always begins with actuality, then with it is sprinkled with a little fairy dust of imagination and lies.
I read,"humans originally had four arms, four legs, and a single head made of two faces, but zeus feared their power and split them all in half, condemning them to spend their lives searching for the other half to complete them. love is simply the name for the desire and pursuit of the whole."
the word soul mates echo in the hollows of my mind. and I succumb to the thought that we were made in pairs, you and I. I was put on this earth for a single purpose. and that was to find you. and when our severed bonds meet at last, the unity will bring heavens to their knees.
ignorant before the heavens of my life. I boast most humbly.
is it too far off of a cry out to the gods to call you my soul mate? let them shower me with plagues for uttering my hearts only desire.
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