Picture: Jane Eyre and Edward Rochester
I witnessed a magical situation just the other day.
Two souls of light encountered each other again on the bumpy road of life. By the look in her eyes I can tell her heart was racing. She appeared to be awakening from a long slumber. A thousand thoughts seemed to be running through her head.
He let a small smile come across his face. She couldn’t help but smile back at him.
She stepped closer and kissed him on the cheek.
The world was spinning around them but time had stopped still. It was a vision of two souls dancing in perfect harmony.
“I am delighted to see you. I have missed you all this time,” he whispered.
“I…I have mi…,” she was speechless.
“Shh… No words are necessary between two loving hearts,” he said softly. I told myself not to think of you, but thoughts of you keep haunting me in dreams every night. I have been sinking in the midst of a turbulent sea since you left, walking barefoot along sands of nostalgia. The ground beneath my feet was cold and rough. But now you are here and my heart feels at home. Kiss my scars, unlock my fears. Heal me. You know you are my refuge […].”
She bit her bottom lip, almost timidly. All of a sudden he had the urge to kiss her. He pulled her closer and kissed her fiercely.
Her body trembled with emotion as he moved to her ear and whispered… “I love you”.
She was flying without wings, shocked by the blistering impact of that beautiful, unexpected kiss. Her body shivered as his fingers gently brushed her cheek. He loved how smooth her skin was. He kissed her long and deep like a starving man. Her heart beat so fiercely she feared it might burst from her chest.
“Your eyes sparkle like diamonds. I am blinded by your light.
Do you love me too?” he inquired softly.
“Always have and always will.” she replied.
Because some people are meant to fall in love with each other, but not meant to be together. But people who are meant to be together will always find the way back to each other.
“Love isn’t a decision. It’s a feeling. If we could decide who we loved, it would be much simpler, but much less magical.”