(log) Soulmates

[A soulmate was the most amazing gift that the universe granted. A person who you meant to fully belong to. Jeile found the concept so romantic and at the same time so frustrating. Frustrating because of the words that he hid beneath layers of clothing. I thank you. How many had not said those words to him since the mark appeared on his skin? How many had said that as the first thing? He could not keep them apart at this point. And it wasn't like he could ask everyone that thanked him what their words were. Somewhere out there his soulmate would be and he had no idea if he had met them yet or not.

Yes he loved the romantic concept of soulmates, but hated the generic words on his skin that made his search next to impossible.]