Lost To Be Found

Dylan leaves. Sophia cries and cries and cries… and commits to a quest of a lifetime…

The past few days seem like a daze. I went through a rollercoaster of emotions… Feeling terribly guilty for sleeping with Dylan, especially because I loved it so much. Living in a cloud of confusion, since my actions lately have not been corresponding to the image I used to hold of myself. Totally in love with a man I cannot be with and wallowing in sadness for he is going to leave very soon. My whole life seems to be hanging on a thread… all used to seem so real and right now it appears as a sham. Somehow I wish I had never met him, yet I would not take anything back. The depth of presence I experienced with him was unparalleled and beyond words. Can this feeling last? Maybe we are more sensitive than other people and have some strange receptors that pick up subtleties? I have never felt more understood in my life and I did not have to explain anything to him. Could it be that we share a soul?