“I
was only ever in love once and he died.”
“You
love drugs.”
“Well,
yeah.”
“And
you're a soulmate.”
“What?”
He
sighed. “Some people are made for someone and someone is made for
them. They're soulmates.”
“I
know what a soulmate is. I didn't think you did.”
“I
don't believe everyone has one. Some people were made to be alone.
Some people have the capability to love themselves enough that they
don't need another soul to keep them company as they wait to die.
Some people are made to be alone and some people are made for someone
else. I used to think you were made to be alone, like me. I always
hoped you would be enough for yourself but I can see it now. You need
someone. You were made for someone. That boy back there was made for
someone too, I don't know if it was you or not but I know he was made
for someone. You can tell when you meet a person. You can tell if
they are a soulmate and just as easily you can tell if they are not.
There's nothing wrong with either type but I just wanted you to be
the clearheaded leader who bi-passed love.”
That
took a couple moments to process.
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