against soulmates You ask if I think we were written in the stars. I tap a finger to my lips. Have you heard of desire paths? I ask. You’d know one if you saw it. They’re the dirt paths that veer away from the asphalt in places where there isn’t a path, but there should be. They’re created not with concrete or machinery or urban planning committees, but with feet—thousands of defiant feet that said, There should be a path here, and trod one into place. When god made our souls, I don’t think she made a path between them. I don’t think a supernova blasted a line between you and me. But the first
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