When two souls are meant to find each other, they meet not by accident but by a quiet pull that defies time and reason. It is not in the grand gestures but in the way silence feels complete, in the way their presence turns the ordinary into something eternal. Love is not about possession, it is about recognition, the deep knowing that you are home when you look into their eyes.

True love does not ask you to change who you are, it reminds you of who you have always been. It becomes the mirror where your heart sees its own reflection, and the fire that warms you even in the coldest nights. It is rare, it is fragile, but when you find it, guard it with reverence. For souls do not cross paths by mistake.

— Chamod Senevirathne

Hold me with the absolute presence of your body, your heart, your breath.

Hold me in a way that allows me to feel I have a home in your arms.

Hold me in a way that is safe, so safe that I can release my hurt, that my tears can flow, that I can tremble and shake to the depths of my being.

Hold me in a way that acknowledges me, that every point of contact feels me.

Hold me in a way accepts me for nothing other than being.

Hold me in a way that allows the world to disappear for a moment as I regain myself.

Hold me in a way that I feel the openness of your heart opening mine.

Hold me in a way that allows me to be restored from the trials of life.

Hold me in way that allows me to release, to relax my breath and my body to soften.

Hold me with love,

And I will hold you in the same way!!!

~ Jonti Searll

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