My rendition of the meaning of Love Letters and Soul Mates
A love I have missed, time and time again
I have missed the connection with my
~Soul Mate~
~Of My Love Letters~
I have this old record player actually it is just the case
That the Record Players guts were originally in
It is filled with many pictures
Memories as it were
Hidden among these old ,memories their also lies memories, and the love between a boy and a girl.
The boy was Roy Lee Bishop.
~A Love Letter~
There was a boy that was in love with me since he was eleven years old
His Birthday falls just ten days in difference from mine
He had professed his love since I can recall
Even from that early age
As it were there were times throughout our lives we almost connected
The closest we ever came to actually being together was when we were
In our early twenties
He was incarcerated
He and I wrote constantly
Almost daily, sometimes more than once daily
I know he and I would have been together
BUT
He was due for parole
I had been waiting for over a year and a half
Went and seen him every chance I could
Stalking the mail carrier, as I am certain he did as well
As it were he did not make parole
Another eighteen month
Another boy came into my life
I married the other boy
I chose him over to what I believe to this day was/is
My Soul Mate
Not the boy I married, rather the boy who was incarcerated
He was/is my Soul Mate, I know it
To this very day, I know it
I feel it still
Well the story is much longer, it could be a book as to
All the times in our lives we almost were together
The last time I saw him was about six years ago, he saw me also
He quickly pulled into a parking space close to where my current husband had parked
My husband and daughter went into the Grocery
I waiting in the car
He glanced over, I glanced back
He just sat there, so did I
Neither uttering a word
In a few short fleeting moments it was over, over again
My husband came out of the Grocery
My Soul Mate and I never exchanged a word
Yet we exchanged Souls and still do
For every time I look into that old Record Player
There, among the many tattered photos lies a letter
A Love Letter
From My Soul Mate
It was written when he had learned while in prison that
I was about to marry that other boy
He said may my heart soar like an eagle in flight
That he hoped what I was doing was right
It was just a few days from my and his Birthday as well
He wished me all the best
My Birthday is very near
I think of him, my life
And
~Old Love Letters~
from
That Boy Roy
My Soul Mate
Who still resides in my heart.
Do tell me
Do you have a Love Letter Story
One you might dare to share
