Soul Mates

Soul Mates

Living in a world where everything is in black or white and only turns colourful when you meet your soul mate is hard. It is harder considering you are seventeen, almost eighteen now, and haven’t met your soul mate yet. And it is even worse when most of your friends have already found theirs.

You have no idea when you will meet your soul mate so, not wanting to miss out on the teenage experience, you had a few flings with boys from your school.

You are a typical high school student, who gets average marks, sneaks out of the house to go to those standard high school parties, get drunk, make out with strangers and wake up with an intense hangover the next morning.

One morning you are sitting at your desk with your eyes closed trying to get a few winks of sleep before the class started. As soon as the bell rings you open your eyes to something weird, something you are not used to. You look around the classroom to see your mates looking at the front of the room where a new student is standing next to the teacher. The new student, weirdly enough, is staring right at you. After a few moments you realize what is happening and in a state of panic, run out of the classroom, ignoring the calls of the teacher and go straight to the bathroom and try hard to catch your breath and calm down.

Soul mate.

The new student is your soul mate.

The new student is your soul mate.

Just thinking about this makes you panic all over again which doesn’t makes sense because you finally saw your soul mate.

You should be feeling happy, not panicky.

After taking a few deep breaths, you go back to the class. The teacher obviously asks what happened. You reply with a lame excuse; about how you had a lady emergency. Though the teacher doesn’t believe you, she still excuses you and resumes the lecture.

After the initial shock, you finally get the courage to talk to him.

You both get to talking and become friends; soon you become best friends. And after five months of being friends, you both fall in love with each other.

You both are happy together. And why wouldn’t you be? After all you are soul mates.

You graduate high school and somehow magically you both get admission into the same college.

You are living your life. You have the love of your life beside you every step of the way. You both are doing everything together. You both are happy. Life is good.

Until one day.

You wake up and you get this really bad gut feeling that something is not right. You notice the colours in your life are slowly fading. You wake him up and force him to go see a doctor where your worst nightmares come true.

He is dying.

Your soul mate is dying.

What are you supposed to do now? How are you supposed to live your life now? Without your love beside you? Without your best friend beside you? Are you supposed to live your life alone now?

What are you supposed to do?

The next few months pass by in a blur and let me tell you something: there is nothing worse than seeing your significant other slowly die in front of you and you not being able to do anything.

All you can do is just sit there and watch him groan and moan in pain; watch your life slowly but surely go back to the ugly black and white.

And then one day, the last drop of hue is gone.

He is gone.

And it hurts. It hurts so bad.

But all you can do is cry. And break things. But nothing is going to bring him back. You know that. You also know that it is no one’s fault. But still that doesn’t stop you from cursing the world and everyone in it. That still doesn’t stop you from hoping and wishing that everyone else also lose their soul mate, their best friend.

And why shouldn’t they? You lost yours. So it is only fair that everyone else also lose theirs.

But the world doesn’t work that way.

So you try to move on.

You try to live for them.

You try to stay happy for them.

You experience new things for them.

And that is exactly what you do.

You travel to new places. Meet new people. Experience new things.

All for him.

It has been three years since his death now. You are sitting in a cafe somewhere in Paris.

Why Paris? You don’t know.

But there is something magical about Paris, no?

So you are sitting in a cafe, drinking coffee and having breakfast.

You know you will never be over him. But life is starting to feel good. Like everything will be okay again. You don’t feel so lonely now knowing he will always be with you; in your heart.

You stand up after paying the bill, not really looking where you are stepping, and collide into someone.

You close your eyes briefly because of the impact.

And when you open them again, everything is colourful.


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