In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Yin to My Yang.”
Soulmate, most often used with having a romantic partner, or with whom one has a feeling of deep or natural affinity. (Wiki)
Sometimes it makes me wonder how I was able to write depressing prose, in definite contrast to a loving relationship I have with my husband.
He is warm to my cold. He is sunshine to my rain.
It’s not hard to explain what we have, and I can tell you that I have an amazingly wonderful husband. He has his flaws, yet he live his life for us. We’ve been together for more than a decade, but he still makes me feel beautiful, and he never fails to show it to me everyday. Well, he hugs me a lot, and he’s kind of pesky with that, though I do appreciate it. The thing is, we don’t feel too married. I don’t know how to explain it, since it doesn’t feel new, and yet, we don’t feel married.
At times I think I may have made some good things in the past to deserve a man like him, but I would like to think that in any relationship, it takes two to make it work. Knowing these feelings, do I believe in soulmates? Truth is, I don’t know. It’s easy to say my husband is my other half because, well, we’re married.
He is my yin. Is he my soulmate, then?
I’d like to put it this way –