It was almost like I couldn’t escape. I felt like the universe had orchestrated our meet, that everything led up to our meeting. I had just applied to a new shop that was opening up. I got called for an interview and made my way to the other side of the city. I had to rush as I couldn’t print my resume in time and had to get to a library to print it and have it prepared.
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I got a copy and raced to the interview, I remember as I open the door I somehow ripped my resume and references in half, at that moment I wanted to turn around and forget the whole thing, but I said no, do it if you don’t get the job at least you tried. Little did I know this one decision was going to change my life.
They were looking for two female cashiers- another girl and I were chosen from a stack of about 100 applicants, why me? I wondered… We’ll the universe ensured I was chosen. I started the job, and so did he. I did notice him the first day, not in any way that I thought anything special of him, but something more of an imprint, like he stood out to me.
Weeks went on, and eventually, I developed a crush on him. I remember the first time I felt something for him, I noticed the deep brown of his eyes, and I just felt something familiar, like a warmth only someone could see looking into my own deep brown eyes. I was young- 19, and so naive. He was 23, seemed older, but he wasn’t!
Summer turned into winter, and we grew closer, and I started to realize it was mutual, but I was scared. After a Christmas party, the party continued at a pizza bar, he asked me to stay, but I was afraid of what would happen if I did- I said I had to go.
When I got home, my mother asked me why I didn’t stay? I still wish I could go back and have…anyways, and he ended up leaving his job with no explanation. I hoped to see him walk through the door, but he never did. I knew, though, somehow somewhere, we would see each other again. Fast forward three years, 1st day of college, and I see him from a distance, walking down the main hall – my heart stopped- It was him. I couldn’t catch up to him.
Just being in the same building was enough for me to be certain of what the universe had in store. I didn’t see him until 6 months later. We happened to have the same class but different professors (universe! you almost had it!) I would see twice a week from afar until he said hi. I was still too scared to say anything to him! We started talking again after that. He had a girlfriend at this point, and I had bloomed into a beautiful, much more sophisticated 21-year-old. I knew he felt something, but held back because of the girlfriend, and I was fine with that. Last day, exam day, we just so happened to finish our exam at the same time (I swear, I did not plan it if anything I was trying hard to not finish at the same time!) we meet outside and we chat for a bit- it felt weird like we had to separate energetically and say our goodbyes.
We did, we stopped talking as I saw how happy he was with his girl on social media. Deep down I knew we would see each other again- in time. Three years passed and I’ve traveled, moved out on my own, moved back home, and lost my job, and then found a new job in a big fancy building in the heart of downtown. It was what I worked so hard for- the fancy office job.
I was ready for the next phase of my life. My new job was great, I was making new friends and enjoying the downtown work life. I remember this day like it was yesterday. I had no plans to leave the office for lunch, my very pregnant co-worker asked for a favor if I could go to the cafeteria and get her lunch. I had nothing to do and weirdly enough it was the day before my 25th birthday. I made my way to the cafeteria and wait in line to order. Lo and behold who is standing ahead of me waiting for his order- HIM. I was ecstatic. I knew this was something completely serendipitous.
I waited.
He turned around and recognized me, we said our hellos and he asked me out! I was so happy- oh god- I can’t describe how amazing I felt! We went on a few dates, he kissed me (just as magical as I expected). then he stopped responding to my texts. I was confused. I didn’t know what I did or didn’t do? I left it. I prayed that I would hear from him. a month or so later, I did. He apologized and asked for another chance, I was hesitant to. But I did.
We went out again, and things seemed ok. Then things took a weird turn. He started calling me after his drunken nights out- he started to spill his feeling out to me- I was the one he was always thinking about. He called me his favorite person. One time, he called me late one night, begging to see me, I told him, no, its not a life or death situation, he can wait to see me at a decent hour, and he argued with me and said “It is a life or death situation- I will die if I don’t see you…” that’s all he had to say, I let him in and we laid together, it was everything I wanted.
This continued until we gave in to our intense physical chemistry. We craved each other and that’s all it was. He couldn’t commit- and I accepted it and knew this was all it was going to be. I loved him so deeply I accepted everything. The last time we spent a night together, I got dressed, kissed him on the forehead and said goodbye. August 12th, 2012- the last time we spoke on the phone- he was too drunk to tell me where he was so we could say goodbye in person one last time.
That was the end. I tucked away my love for him and continued on with my life. I met a good man, got married and now have 2 beautiful babies that I adore. I was told by a tea leaf reader that I would have a choice between 2 men, and it was a heart between two men and 777 right above them. 7 years, 7 months and 7 days from the last time we spoke will be February 19th, 2020 (2+1+9+2+2=16=1+6=7!). I can’t make this stuff up. The next chapter is yet to be read as its already been written by the stars.
You’ll absolutely see similarities here with other twin flame stories (even, perhaps, your own). From the number sequences to the all-too-common separation phase. It certainly sounds like a case of soul shock where the mirror soul is partly understanding of the connection but isn’t yet ready to know how to deal with it. His reaction is all too common and he becomes a twin flame runner.
That’s not to say there isn’t a real connection here. There’s nothing wrong or bad with the bond. The fact you meet in the 3D is always a good sign it just means that one (or both) twins are not quite there yet.
