Just a poem for a soulmate

Names seem insignificant when souls encounter I’m choosing to write this at 3 a.m. When the veil is at its thinnest And the thoughts come through unfiltered I need to send these words off and offer them a fighting chance In spite of the signs suggesting otherwise And reality slowly crippling back in at sunrise Divine guidance will show us the way — trust the process love I may have doubted you and I But I will never question destiny I have to go and let the road unfold Yet a part of my soul gets ripped off with every step I take We have been blessed with lives full of wonder Visions of the future and the past And I wouldn’t trade this for the world For if nothing else, we’ll always be storytellers Different essence, same mission and intertwined lives Our pact was to lead each other to the light when things got tough So I had to come get you — something to do with the remnants of a past life As I erase the lines that cut the deepest from my manuscript I’m once again grateful for inspiration Finding its way back to my life when I need it the most We already know all that we ought to And the rest is history Worry not, we’ll meet again