Life, Love, and Disaster

I yearn for a partner. A partner in crime of sorts.
A best friend. A soul mate to my soul.

I yearn and cry tears. Tears of sadness.
Yet suddenly those tears change to joy.
No more yearning. Realization.

I have everything and more. Much more than I
Could ever desire. More than any one person deserves.

I have a mate for my inner soul. By childish soul.
My grown up soul. My soul has been mated; a union from God.

I have given up looking because I have realized what I found a long time ago.
I am grateful and cry tears.