Natalie lay on her bed, consumed by heartache and sorrow. Tears streamed down her face, leaving a trail of sadness in their wake. Michael, the one she had loved so deeply, had just shattered her world by ending their relationship. The pain was unbearable, and she felt as though her heart had been ripped apart.
As she mourned the loss of their love, her phone rang. It was Michael, calling her again. Natalie glanced at the screen, her heart sinking even further. She knew that answering his call would only lead to more pain, more disappointment. With a heavy heart, she made the decision not to pick up, refusing to let him break her like a broken promise.
Instead, she remained in bed, seeking solace in the comfort of her own thoughts. Natalie's mind was flooded with memories of their time together, the laughter, the love, and the dreams they had shared. But now, it all seemed like a distant echo, a cruel reminder of what she had lost.
Unable to contain the overwhelming emotions within her, Natalie turned to her typewriter. It sat on her desk, waiting patiently for her touch. She reached for it, her fingers trembling as she loaded a fresh sheet of paper. The rhythmic sound of the typewriter keys provided a sense of release, a balm for her wounded soul.
With each keystroke, Natalie poured her heart out onto the page. The words flowed freely, carrying the weight of her pain and longing. The typewriter became her confidant, her silent companion in this time of despair. It offered her a safe space to express her deepest emotions, allowing her to find solace in the act of writing.
Natalie became addicted to the relief that the typewriter provided. It became her refuge, her escape from the harsh reality of her broken heart. Late into the night, she would sit at her desk, fingers dancing across the keys, channeling her pain into words.
Through her writing, Natalie found a sense of healing. The act of putting her feelings into words allowed her to process her emotions, to make sense of the chaos within her. It became her therapy, her way of reclaiming her own strength and resilience.
Days turned into weeks, and Natalie continued to type away, her heart slowly mending with each passing moment. The pain of Michael's betrayal still lingered, but she refused to let it define her. She had discovered a newfound sense of empowerment, a realization that she could find solace within herself.
Natalie's journey of healing was not without its setbacks. There were moments when she would falter when the emotions would overwhelm her once again. But she always returned to her typewriter, finding solace and strength in the act of writing.
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𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 | 𝐓𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐎𝐑 𝐒𝐖𝐈𝐅𝐓
Roman d'amour"love is so short, forgetting is so long." - pablo neruda two souls fall in love, but they are the best, yet worst thing for each other. they are left broken apart, but they remember it all too well. based on "all too well" by taylor swift