There have been three times in my life where I couldn't describe it as "falling in love". No, it was more like crashing into love with no brakes going 200 mph.
The first time it happened fast, for the both of us. My ENFP sadly departed this world all too soon, yet I am convinced that had he lived, we'd still be married and I'd have a litter of his children by now. RIP my love.
I never thought I would love like that again, but it did happen again, when I wasn't expecting it at all. This was slower when coming to fruition, more than likely because I was closed off in my grief, yet the "connection" was instant, undeniably powerful, and healing. <3 My dearest INTJ.
The third time was again, an instant connection. My feelings were strong, immediate, even when I tried to convince myself otherwise and pretended they didn't exist. When I finally surrendered, not to my beloved INTJ, but to myself...it was nothing short of life changing.
I used to believe in soulmates once upon a time when I was young and crazily idealistic, till mine died. Had he been my true soulmate, I shouldn't have been able to love that strongly, that powerful ever again, right? Some could argue that he wasn't my soulmate after all because of the fact that I did indeed love like that again. Having put some mileage on and gained some wisdom through my life's experiences throughout the years, I have to say that I no longer believe in soulmates.
I do believe, however, that we are all capable of connecting with another human being in ways that completely transcend our physical worlds, time and distance, that will ultimately fill the holes in our hearts and make us whole. If this is someone's definition of a soulmate, then I believe it's possible there isn't just one, but many that are capable of filling this role. The only obstacle is one's self, and being able to demolish barriers that we all put up around us to protect ourselves and our strange little inner worlds that we are so fearful of others knowing.