She didn’t see how to connect the dots at first. But the more she let go and the more she accepted the events of life, she became more content. I can’t say she didn’t suffer or she didn’t feel pain in the process. Oh boy, she felt great pain.
But deep within, beneath all that masquerade, she knew that it was supposed to play out exactly like this. Most people yearn for finding that connection with someone that is meant to take your breath away. (It took her everything away, not only her breath though.) And when it does, you clinch your ten fingers into it so deep that you scratch the other person. But what she did instead, was gently stroking his forehead, blowing a kiss on his cheeks and set him free.
Let him go, on his way to do all the trivial things he had to do. This love was greater than fairy tales and dreams and all that nonsense. It was destined. They found each other eventually, again, and they will find each other again, time after time. What she felt was more magnificent than what this life could handle. He felt the same. They found each other without even looking for this. They both knew that they needed to go separate ways. They had to. Even though life had plans for them that kept them apart, underneath it all they always had each other. The pure, electric connection, that was so honest but so hidden that no one else could see, only them. Two souls, wrapped around each other, yet letting themselves wonder around into the opposite direction.
Was this love? She pondered. No. It was much stronger than that. It was an eternity connection that no one could take away. So she smiled as he took his last breath because she knew, she was certain, that they would find each other…again. Time after time.