“He is my fate. He's my soul mate. He pervades my whole existence. So, of course, I often ignore him.”
“He's my..." It takes me the longest moment in history to answer this question. "He's my soul mate.”
“For better or worse, he was my soul mate. The other half of me. In many ways, he was my reflection.”
“My neighbour asked if he could use my lawnmower and I told him of course he could, so long as he didn't take it out of my garden.”
“He is my soul mate, my fresh air, the reason I look forward to getting up every morning.”
“I loved him. My prince. My soul mate.”