I think perhaps, at one point, I may have met my soul mate.
Maybe not a reciprocal soul mate, not one even that's attainable....but someone that really made my heart flutter, my palms sweat, and kept me on my toes.
The funny thing: we never kissed, never were romantic. We held hands. Once. To ward off a creepy guy who would not leave me alone unless he believed that the guy I was with was my boyfriend.
Crazy, reminiscing about it makes my heart race...in a good way.