Picasso’s Son
Warm brown eyes
The standstill of time
Artists hands
He’s Picasso’s son
Head held high
Shoulders slumped down
Always seeing him around
Walking with swagger,
But quiet as a mouse
I dream of a future
Where love lasts forever
I’ll wait until its time
–Angelus E. Young
By: Angel E. Young
What is a soulmate?
It’s that one person that you’ll always care about no matter what people say. You don’t have to be around them to feel the connection, and just a glance can make you feel like you’ve been to the moon and back. When you find your soulmate, you have the strange urge to commit to them even if the relationship isn’t “confirmed”. The love you have for them is unconditional. And you find yourself consistently praying for their safety and happiness. That my friend is a soulmate.
Meeting my soulmate will always be the greatest memory gifted to me. With soft curly hair, a quiet smile, warm brown eyes and an artistic hand I couldn’t help but feel instantly drawn to him. Walking by myself through the hallways I would always find myself meeting his warm gaze, even in the most uncanny situations. After a while, I began to feel a slight pull on my heart strings every time our gazes met. I called it the “soul-bond pull”. The reason for this was also due to the fact that even though I wasn’t near him half of the time, I could still feel the warmth of his presence coursing through my veins. Being as nervous and shy as I was, it was a surprise when I finally mustered up the courage to speak to him. (This took many long weeks- months even) With fumbling words and rushed phrases I introduced myself to him before quickly hurrying away. For the rest of the year we’d share seemingly longing glances with each other. The burning inferno of unsaid words rising within the spaces between us. But we never said anything, the fear of what the other might say, holding us back. Sitting here today I continue to wait, keeping myself pure and loyal until the day fate decides to bring us back together again.