Some people go through life searching and never find their soul mates. They never do. You and I did, we just happened to have them for a shorter period of time. It's sad, but it's life.
There's a fine line between love and hate.Love frees a soul and in the same breath can sometimes suffocate it.
I was the life and she was the soul of every party.
Hundreds of butts in piles on the ground to mark the spot, their lives sucked out of them by their users in panicked distressed frenzy, their souls floating around the insides of lungs while their outsides were dropped, stamped on and deserted
There is absolutely nothing wrong with returning to the house you grew up in every now and again. It's good for the soul.