Soul Sister


United States
35° 53' 55.4028" N, 86° 57' 44.6724" W

I would've killed for you.

Instead, you killed me.

Not literally, though I wish you had.

I've been happy without you.

At least, up until this moment.

I seem to have found myself crying in bed.

I had a dream about you last night.

You didn't hate me and I forgave you.

That's how I knew it was a dream.

I could never forgive you for your selfish actions against me. 

At least, I never thought I would. 

I've been entertaining the idea more and more. 

You were my best friend, after all.

You used me for four years, you were secretly with my boyfriend, you slandered me to others, and you even admitted that you never liked me.

And yet I still think of you.

Why do I still love you?

Why do I think about forgiving you after all you've done?

Why do I want to call you Savviecat and want to hug you and want to make you happier than anyone in the world, when all you've done is hurt me?

Why do I still feel as if we're two halves of the same whole? 

The answer is simple.

You're my soulmate.

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