In a graveyard , I met a man named Adams, My name is Cheriece, And this is a story about what me and him shared FREAKY... You are such a mysterious person, Such a stranger to me. But yet your soul is speaking, And your eyes are doing all the actions. And yet, I feel like I know you, In every shape and form. It almost feels like your my other half, as if you make my heart whole. As if our souls sore, High above the ground. Dancing and laughing, Sharing and forgiving. Finally reality then hits me, My soul is leaping for joy, Are you my soul-mate?, My eyes asked as they gazed into his. As he reached for my hand, I felt united with my other half at long last. He pointd to a tombstone that said... Darling wife and husband May their souls find eachother once again. Mary Adam 1805-1843 1800-1854 That's us he said, with fine gratituded... Mary its good to see you again, I love you.
Reason for writing:
This man really said this to me!!!! Freaked me out!
Birth sign: Gemini
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