“Why was I born this way? Why was I so different? Would she still love me if she knew who I was, if she knew what I was? ” A million questions went through my mind as I lay in bed waiting for sleep to take me.

It’s almost 2am now and sleep still eludes me. I guess that couldn’t be helped after the day I’ve had. Today I learnt that I am utterly and completely in love with her and that scares the out of me. It’s been a full month now that I’ve come to know her and I know it sounds silly to say that I’m unequivocally in love with her. But I know I am. My kind, we mate for life. It doesn’t mean we stay with the first person we date, forever. We date… a lot, well I have. And I’ve never felt anything remotely close to this before. The elders always said that once you find the one you’ll know it. And I know it, I’ve found her. After 26 years of existing I finally feel like I’m living, I finally found the one, my soulmate.

But … I don’t know if I’m… hers…

A month ago I had laid eyes on her. I was sitting with my clan at our local park for our monthly gatherings. These gatherings occur on the last Sunday of every month, the clan gets together, eat, drink and play a few games. Its chilled and its fun. The unspoken rule of these gatherings was that it’s exclusive to clan members and to those who have found their life partner outside the clan but is yet to do the ceremonial binding. So I was a bit