What So-Called ‘Soulmate’

Holding Hands

Holding Hands

These past few days, my friends and I have been talking a lot about finding the right partner for the rest of our lives. These are some points that I’ve got from our conversations:

From man point of view:

  1. Women are hard to understand. They keep on saying, “I’m alright” even though their heart is broken, because they wish that men will notice that something is wrong.
  2. Women can’t be as straightforward as men. For men, women are good at details, but sometimes they become too detail in everything. They look at the tiny bity details (and mistakes) but rarely see the whole pictures.
  3. Women blame men for being irresponsible and never be able to hold on to their commitment. For men, (sometimes) being irresponsible means that they are responsible. Example, when a man left a woman without a word, it means that the man did not want to hurt the woman even deeper, so he just left. Do you get it? or Confused?

From woman point of view:

  1. Men are made from lies, because they always tell lie. Almost in everything they say and do, there is a lie (at least) there. Women think that men are just liars, nothing more to add.
  2. Men will never be able to keep their promises or commitment just because they don’t feel to do it anymore. So simple, hey!
  3. Men are the ones to blame when everything goes wrong, because men are not sensitive enough just to give a hug when a woman says that she’s alright (because she does not feel alright at all).
Happy Couple

Happy Couple

It turns out that finding the Mr and Mrs Right is ain’t easy. Sometimes when we are looking for our what-so-called soulmate, we tend to forget that no one is perfect. We tend to point our fingers to our partner when problems come and shake the relationship. We rarely remember to sit down together and talk. Most of the time, talking with heart can cure any ‘disease’ in a relationship matter. Talking is a way of communicating our thoughts, feeling and pain, so our partner can listen and understand. Talking is a way of expressing yourself. Just don’t forget to use your head to organize the words, and call your heart to give a touch of love into everything you say!

I haven’t found my right one too, even though I had been fall into the most deadliest liar ever live (well, I did). I took that as my experience that will shape my understanding in finding the right man. At least now I understand that the quality of a man does not determined by his age, his work and his religion. It simply on his characters. Then, be careful to find the best characters that can suit your characters…

A best wish to everybody out there in finding their SOULMATE!

Walk into Your Heart

Walk into Your Heart

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4 thoughts on “What So-Called ‘Soulmate’

  1. Being a quixotic, I too have been seeking that one special someone my entire life. A lot that you wrote struck a chord within me. Despite my best efforts, I was always hurt due to what the prior individual did to my partner, at the time. As you wrote, I was deemed a liar on numerous occasions. True love is a wonderful and precious aspect of our lives. It is out there. We simply must be patient and seek it. I live the words of my favorite poet, John Keats, which I would like to share with you.

    Upon my Soul I can think of nothing else – The time is passed when I had power to advise and warn you again[s]t the unpromising morning of my Life – My love has made me selfish. I cannot exist without you – I am forgetful of every thing but seeing you again – my Life seems to stop there – I see no further. You have absorb’d me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I was dissolving – I should be exquisitely miserable without the hope of soon seeing you. I should be afraid to separate myself far from you. My sweet Fanny, will your heart never change? My love, will it? I have no limit now to my love – You note came in just here – I cannot be happier away from you – ‘T is richer than an Argosy of Pearles. Do not threat me even in jest. I have been astonished that Men could die Martyrs for religion – I have shudder’d at it – I shudder no more – I could be martyr’d for my Religion – Love is my religion – I could die for that – I could die for you. My Creed is Love and you are its only tenet – You have ravish’d me away by a Power I cannot resist: and yet I could resist till I saw you; and even since I have seen you I have endeavoured often “to reason against the reasons of my Love.” I can do that no more – the pain would be too great – My Love is selfish – I cannot breathe without you.

    …..sigh…..beautiful, isn’t it? A fellow quixotic. Now that is love! Love is my religion, and I would die for it as well. It is what I have sought my entire life, and will continue to do so until that blessed day, when my heart and very soul will cry out in joy.

    I too, hope that you find your soulmate. Through your words and your creating this Webpage, I know that I have come across another quixotic. Take care and God bless you.

    • Hi John,
      Thanks for dropping by and made me realized that I’m a quixotic myself (Am I?). I also love the poem that you’ve shared with me.
      Sometimes, I feel like walking straight to the future with my career in mind and forgetting what-so-called soulmate, because during those time, I would rather feel nothinh at all …

      But anyway, as you said, love is still exist, somewhere out there. I also wish you all the best in finding the right one =)
      Be blessed …

  2. From one quixotic to another, I would like to share an excerpt from one of my favorite poets, John Keats:

    Upon my Soul I can think of nothing else – The time is passed when I had power to advise and warn you again[s]t the unpromising morning of my Life – My love has made me selfish. I cannot exist without you – I am forgetful of every thing but seeing you again – my Life seems to stop there – I see no further. You have absorb’d me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I was dissolving – I should be exquisitely miserable without the hope of soon seeing you. I should be afraid to separate myself far from you. My sweet Fanny, will your heart never change? My love, will it? I have no limit now to my love – You note came in just here – I cannot be happier away from you – ‘T is richer than an Argosy of Pearles. Do not threat me even in jest. I have been astonished that Men could die Martyrs for religion – I have shudder’d at it – I shudder no more – I could be martyr’d for my Religion – Love is my religion – I could die for that – I could die for you. My Creed is Love and you are its only tenet – You have ravish’d me away by a Power I cannot resist: and yet I could resist till I saw you; and even since I have seen you I have endeavoured often “to reason against the reasons of my Love.” I can do that no more – the pain would be too great – My Love is selfish – I cannot breathe without you.

    You and I are quite alike. We both see love as our religion and are seeking its tenet. May you find him.

    Fondly,
    John

  3. Your Ivy entwined my heart
    Our Souls were synchronized for 41 moons
    … Saturate e no more with your virtuous and pungent love
    For you are n either virtuous or pungent but both

    How the thoughts that we will be no more tortures my righteous mind
    Silly thoughts of a powerless little girl
    Of what could have been

    Demise
    Why not tell me of the masks?
    The unpremeditated deceit
    My clouds; growing profusely in my fragile mind
    Delusion
    Who or what are your demons that I want to fight?
    Show me the enemy

    Salty dew on my parted lip
    Please… free me from your grasp
    Alas, no more my tormentor
    I am beaten and sore
    No more
    I am Dormant
    Distinguish the fire in my soul
    The lie
    My innocent dream is barren
    My soul is void
    LURID LOST LOVE

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