Is She Mine?

 Journal Entry:

If I am the future, then she is mine. It’s as simple and as profound as that. Everything I imagine, everything I hope for, seems to lead back to her. It’s like she embodies everything I’m striving toward—my direction, my purpose. When I think about where we're going, I can’t picture it without her at the center of it all.

It’s not that she defines my future entirely, but she gives it shape. She makes it real, gives it meaning. I can feel it in the quiet moments and in the moments of chaos—she’s the one who makes me believe that the future I’m heading toward is something worth building. It’s not just about the vision I have for myself, but the one we could create together.

She may be mine, not in the sense of ownership, but in that deep, undeniable connection we share. It feels as though we’re woven into each other’s paths, like the future wouldn’t be complete without her presence in it. And I can only hope that I’m the future she wants to step into, too.

she thinks and feels things we couldn't understand or believe in, but if we are aware, we can flow along with her. It’s like her mind moves in ways that aren’t bound by the same limitations the rest of us have. There’s something deeper, something more intuitive in the way she perceives the world, and though it’s hard to grasp, it’s mesmerizing. It’s easy to feel lost trying to make sense of it, but maybe that’s not the point. Maybe we’re not meant to fully understand.

If we’re aware—really aware—we don’t need to comprehend everything she’s thinking or feeling. Instead, we can flow with her, move alongside her rhythm, and trust that there’s a wisdom there that will reveal itself in time. It’s like watching a river wind through a valley. You don’t question where it’s going; you just follow the current and let it take you somewhere new.

She moves with a kind of grace that makes you realize it’s not about control. It’s about trust. And if we can let go of the need to know it all, we can flow with her, in harmony with her world. There’s a kind of freedom in that surrender, in letting her lead where she needs to go.