My Mate Is a Vampire?!

In Her Head

Everything's dark. Everything is empty. There's no real way to exist in such darkness. You wouldn't believe what she's lived through. It's practically impossible to live through what she's gone through and yet she fakes a smile for everyone. She fakes her laughs so no one will worry.
And yet, he sees through it all. He is the only one who can kiss her lips and taste the tears she cried the night before. He's the only one who can see in the oceans of her eyes and see her story and not need to have her speak. He can hold her and feel how shattered she really is. They don't need to speak to understand they're made for one another. They're both broken and yet, together, they aren't so broken again.
People don't believe that 2 broken ones can make each other feel whole. But, you need to feel it to believe it.
So, the next time you think they're ok, look into their eyes. Maybe, if you look deep enough, you'll see their story and then you'll understand why they hold on so tightly.

She finished writing in her diary and rered for misspelled words and nodded. She could see the tears on the pages from when she cried as she wrote. And yet, every word rang true in her mind. They were perfect for each other. They healed each other in such a way that they didn't feel so shattered and broken.

She let a small smile play on her lips as she looked over at the sleeping man beside her. She played with his blonde curly locks. This was the man for her. She set her diary aside, turned off her lamp and curled into the chest of the man she knew she belonged with. And then, all went dark.