Ink Stained Soul…

I felt it today. I was sitting in my car, listening to music, and I felt this cord wrap around my body. It pulled me, as if I were weightless, pulling me toward this invisible presence. As if my soul was being tugged at by its other half. There was no particular reason – nothing had crossed my mind, and no song brought back a memory. Just the familiar pull of something long ago and something that will always stay.