Here is the story, although I can’t speak for all, just most, that there is something we carry in us.

An “aura,” a soulful spirit that freely flows. We are intuitive. We don’t know how we do it, we just do. In some profound way we can read the thoughts of others and know what they’re feeling, even before they do. The inflections of their voice, and expression in their eyes tell us everything we need to know.

We feel for you, and with you. Like a sponge, we absorb everything around us; taking it in as if it were our own. We give so much, love so deeply, and unconditionally.

When you find a friend or lover in us, you will have one for life. Someone who has the ability to see beyond all your flaws and into the deepest parts of your soul while all along loving the good, bad and ugly of who you are.

Our emotions are what make us who we are. It is what sets us apart from other signs. We tend to lead with our hearts and instincts and put logic aside. But we do not trust easily. You have to earn it, and once we open up and let you in, you are guaranteed a seat for life. People with open hearts like ours are beautiful, in fact what we see and how we see the world is pretty beautiful.

Love is not finite.

When it comes to love, there is no limit. It is infinite to us and we truly believe our perfect partner is out there. We will spend our lives searching for them until we’re satisfied we’ve found what we are looking for. We have an ideal that is in our minds and you cannot convince us otherwise. Once we are lovers, we will go through life feeling our way through the storm.

But no matter how much we suffer, we are capable of great strength, too. Because no matter how many times we fall, we always find a way to get back up again.

It is not until we’ve hit rock bottom in love that we begin to gather all the information of what loving another can do to us.Yet we still hope, still cling, and still believe that there is somebody out there capable of loving us in every way.

By learning to love ourselves again is how we can be happier. By learning to let go of every word and every hurt is how we set ourselves free. And although we can be overly sensitive (sometimes to a fault), and we can become needy, the truth of it all is this: losing somebody we love is too daring to us.

We are always trying to save the powerless.

As if people can’t do it for themselves, we will sacrifice our own well-being to heal others. Some Pisceans may even believe it is what they were called to do. But just remember that even when we go through all of this for you, at the same we are also healing ourselves. We are learning new ways to live a better and joyous life. Our loyalty is incredible and endless.

We indulge in fantasy.

It provides deeper meaning to a mundane life, even if what we do in our daily lives isn’t mundane at all. Our minds are capable of creating a world that is an illusion. We may live in a fantasy world at times, but that is the best part about being a Pisces—the part that allows our imagination to unfold right before our very eyes. Our minds cannot rationalize, so we begin to give freely into our thoughts and because of that we can be broken in some way.

We cannot tell you how things will turn out. We cannot promise you the world. But we do forgive and dedicate our souls to those who love us most. If you choose to leave, there is a good chance you will come back. You haven’t experienced true and pure love until you’ve had it with a Pisces.

We will always make an effort to make things work as long as you appreciate us for all we are worth. You will not find another love as great and powerful as ours.

At all times we are in tune with our emotions. We’re meditating with or without our eyes open. Have love and understand the meaning of it because not only do we understand it completely, but we give it freely without regret.

I am a female Pisces. Love from the universe.

 

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