When I was young, various things on TV told me that somewhere out there for everyone exists a soul mate. At some point in the past, your soul split in two, and somewhere the other half of your soul is searching for you.
I kept being told lies and propaganda that there was some perfect being out there for me. Someone that I would love unconditionally, and in turn, would love me just the same.
I searched for this person a long time.
I couldn't find them.
I found over the course that my heart was open. I kept loving people. I didn't necessarily think they were "the one", but I loved them all the same. I loved them for who they were.
Some said they loved me.
But time passed.
The phone seldom rang.
We "lost touch".
I barely think of them ever anymore.
Now I realize all anyone ever says is bullshit. They may speak truth or lies, but it is only ever truth or lies from their perspective. They think there is one person out there for you, but for me, there are so many people out there to love, if your heart is open.
I don't mean fucking til your heart's content. For some their heart is in their dick. But that is not the meaning to me.
Love people for their faults and all, and you will find the world full of people for you to love and share your life with. Even if but for a day. Then you must let them go, and let them live their life, and realize the truths of today are the lies of tomorrow, and they only loved you in that moment.
But in that moment, you were content.
Be content for today, and tomorrow.
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