The Hand that Fits

In a world full of strangers, how do you find the person whose hands fit yours?
I don’t believe in soul mates but I believe that in one’s lifetime, you will meet a person who’s cut perfectly for you. No, you won’t find a perfect person but you will find somebody whose imperfections are as imperfect as yours. I wish I can impart something to help you in finding that imperfect perfection but I can’t.
To me, I think it has always been a stroke of chance. Not luck, but chance, that brought me to meeting the few people I’ve dated and been with. I am careless when it comes to love. I don’t think. I only feel. I’ve had more heartaches than I’ve had relationships. Not until recently did I realize that the more you force a relationship to work, the more that it wouldn’t. To impose something on anything is like forcing a wrong puzzle-piece to fit on the wrong spot. I’ve forced numerous puzzle-pieces on all the wrong places without realizing that a relationship is a picture that forms on its own.
To have the relationship that you want, you and your partner should give the relationship the chance to form in its own time. You can’t make something happen when it’s not supposed to. If you give one relationship enough time, you’d find out soon enough where it is headed. It’s the chance to grow with your partner that will help you find out if he’s made for you or not. You can’t mold him or change him to fit in your life. In turn, you should also let yourself be molded within the relationship. Your relationship should be a fusion of 2 personalities.
CHANCE. This is something not all of us is willing to give but all of us is wishing to get. Give somebody the chance to hold your hand; give yourself the chance to hold somebody’s hand. It is only in giving and taking chances that you will find out whose hand fits yours.
To you,
I don’t make good love letters. I don’t intend to be cheesy but let me say one thing that I rarely say.
Thank you- For letting me hold your hand and for holding mine.
Your hand fits mine today. I hope when I wake up tomorrow (and the succeeding days), it fits still.









about 3 weeks ago
i am speechless, you have done such a great love story, you have expressed yourself so lovingly. I love the coice of words and i can feel the emotions between the lines, hope i could know you, the persona behind the beautiful story i ever read.tc