My Soul

When does one know when they found their soul? Does it just come to them or do they unknowingly find What will always be true, safe and always forgiving; this soul? Never did it cross my mind; never did it ever occur that I had a soul out there. Somewhere in this world I actually had a soul that I found or that was waiting for me to discover. I once was told everyone has someone special, someone that will always be there for them, did I believe that? Not once. This soul that I found that I cherish so damn much is the only thing keeping me from the Torment of the harsh realities of this capitalist world of unjust laws that govern my simple life. The word love is used so loosely these days with no true meaning behind or in front of it. Love is not a word I use; not a word to be just said, not a word to define my relationship. But this time I have to say I love my soul; I love my soul with all intentions of never forgetting; never stop believing; never letting go. Always keeping in mind that this soul is mine and I’m not letting it go for nothing not even if it is taken away. I would fight to the ends of the earth before I let that happen. I know forever is a long time but that’s exactly how I’m going to love my soul, forever. Whether my soul is with me or far away it will always be in my heart and forever again I WILL say. Since I found my soul we’ve been through so much discovery of one another its sometimes scary but yet feels so naturally inviting like being home. The feeling of being home is what my soul gives me is what I long for. It is the most comfortable and warmest feeling. It completes me. My soul is not what your thinking it is; not a what at all, but a who. My soul is my best friend, my heart, and my love. My soul is Patricia Favara. And forever will we be soul mates.