I got married at 23 to someone I thought I loved. We had known each other for a year and I guess I had some idealistic view of how it would be when we where actually married or maybe I just didn't know him as well as I thought I did but it did not work out well. Years later I have been through hell but I feel like I know myself and know what I want in another person.
I did find a soulmate, and I think I needed to go through all that in order to be ready for him. I can't wait to marry him. When we are apart we talk all the time, when we are together we are always touching each other and laughing about stuff. I look forward to seeing him every morning when we are together. What I felt for other people pales in comparison to the blaze of affinity I feel with him. We all live in a different tune, together he and I are harmony and it feels like an orchestra.
The best part is he feels the same about me.
I've been in his deja vu, we have had the same dreams, we say random things at the same time.......I don't think I ever beleived in destiny...until I met him.