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things happened. we were forced to be separated. it was so hard at first, painful, suffering and sadness. but now everything is kind of numb, like i have been though so much i cannot physically feel emotion anymore. 

"Darling, my hearts broken and holding the pieces together are a bandaid soaked in blood from my dripping heart. The bandaid is slowly peeling, and once it falls to the bottom of my soul, nothing will be there to hold it together. Hopefully, it'll be healed enough to the point where there is at least a small layer of flesh to hold it together until someone or something wounds it again, and it breaks for good. Never to heal again."

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