Soulmate Mug

Soulmate? Well this should be a given. A soulmate can't be met for the only one whom exists is mine, my Addiebear. You should envy me, because there are 7 billion people on earth and just one soulmate, and she's mine. If this doesn't make sense, then that's so unfortunate for you. This girl, through my eyes—sober eyes, 20/20 vision, with no visual defects nor any other internal or external distortions and without any motive other than a pure fact, to me, is that she's absolutely flawless. She doesn't like to think so, but, I couldn't expect her nor anybody else to accept such a strong, incredible and rare truth of one's self without feeling some lack of humility, but she doesn't have to accept it. We know that 2+2=4—sure you don't have to like it or agree with it but that doesn't make it suddenly equal to anything other than four; it's just a fact. This beautiful girl whom is mine forever and after, is a perfect synonym for every possible adjective which is good in any language, yet there lack a million words that even come close to surmounting to a true representation of who she is and there will truly never be a way to describe how incredible she is. I fall in love with her over and over again, every single day, every moment and every breath which I take is a breath taken by her. The first time I kissed her, was truly—the last first kiss I would ever take, and she remains and