ohh how'd our souls know

How Did Our Souls Know Oh, how did our souls know long before our mouths ever spoke? A quiet warning whispered in the ribs, a soft “don’t fall” we both ignored— because love dragged us in like a scene from a movie we once watched apart, already memorized in our bones. We knew we shouldn’t. But we did. You pulled me close— close enough to touch the tired places I hid inside my chest. That warm smile of yours reached deeper than your hands ever did, and my broken heart whispered, Here we go again. I saw the fear in you, the way your eyes hesitated like they remembered what it costs to touch a soul. You were scared, and so was I— but still, still, we reached for each other anyway. Because sometimes the heart chooses before the mind can protest, and sometimes two people step into a fire that feels entirely new, alive, and theirs alone.