Soulmates

[My imaginary friend is GOD]

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Do you think soulmates exist? Do you think you get just one?

I've already found one soulmate and lost her. I met her when I was too young to do anything about it. I was in first grade, and I saw her and she seemed to glow with this inner light. I loved her right away, and I spent every moment I possibly could with her.

She was my first kiss. (I kissed her when we were 10.) That kiss was so wonderful it was the only thing I could think about until I hit puberty. Then the only thing I could think about was how much I wanted to touch her all over, but I knew she couldn't want me back like that because she hadn't hit puberty yet.

I let her drift away when I started homeschooling. Then I saw her at a party when we were about 16. She was a shell of her former self, all her light was gone. She seemed bitter and miserable. I talked to her on Facebook when I was 19, and told her that I was gay. She told me she couldn't support me and that she wanted me not to be happy, but pure in the eyes of God. I deleted her on Facebook, and since she lives in some other part of the country, I lost contact with her entirely. All I know is that she married a man. She is probably choosing to live a lie in order to appease her god. I just hope that one day she will be free of her religious shackles and choose happiness.

It never would have worked between us, because of her religiosity. She never would have accepted herself as gay no matter what I did. So I really hope I get more than one soulmate in this lifetime. I want to love again as purely as I did the first time.

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You know what reciprocation means? You only reap what you sown. Take notice of what you said to me a few months back when I exposed my feelings, I'm sure you remember. Do not expect any sympathy from me.

She probably was just experimenting with her sexuality, just like all pubescent kids do. What reasoning do you have to claim she will not be happy as an heterossexual woman?

ETA: Ahw, I found it! Here you go futile bitch, reciprocation:

Feeling sorry for ourselves on the internet, are we? Join the club.

You know I was just kidding, right? You take shit way too seriously.