Dear Future Soulmate,

I don’t know your name yet. I don’t know the sound of your voice, or how your eyes look when you laugh. I don’t know what path you’ve taken to get here, how many times your heart has broken, or how often you’ve wondered—like I have—if love like ours still exists.

But I do know this: I feel you.

Not in a way that’s loud or obvious, but in the stillness. In the quiet moments before sleep. In the dreams I can’t fully remember but wake from with a full heart. In the way I sometimes feel held by an invisible presence, like someone is already loving me from a distance.

I used to doubt myself. I used to think I was just a dreamer, a hopeless romantic wishing too hard for something that only happens in movies. But now I know—I wasn’t wrong. I was remembering you.

I believe our souls made a promise long before this life. That no matter where we were, no matter how long it took, we’d find our way back to each other.

Not to complete one another—but to recognize one another. To walk side by side. To honor each other’s depths. To create something soft and sacred in a world that often forgets how.

While we’ve been apart, I’ve been growing. Healing. Learning how to love myself so I can love you better. I’ve let go of what isn’t meant for me. I’ve chosen silence over shallow connection. I’ve stepped out of the roles others expected me to play and returned to who I truly am.

I want to meet you not as someone waiting to be rescued—but as someone already standing in her own light.

When we finally meet, I won’t need you to fix me or fill me—I only want you to see me. And I promise to do the same for you. I don’t need perfection. I don’t need certainty. I just want real. Honest. Wholehearted. The kind of love that doesn’t perform—it simply is.

Until then, I will keep loving you through the quiet spaces.

In my prayers. In my poems.

In the way I smile when the sun warms my face.

In the way I whisper “thank you” to the stars for bringing us closer, one day at a time.

Wherever you are, I hope you’re becoming. I hope you’re listening to your soul.

I hope you’re doing the deep work that only those who are preparing for true love will ever understand.

I hope you’re living your life not waiting for me, but making space for me. The way I am for you.

When the time is right, we’ll find each other.

And we’ll know.

Not because everything is perfect. But because everything is true.

With all my heart,

Your Future Love

Seraphine Duong