Sol & Luna [ o.h/u.c. ]

luna ; 13

Everything fell apart.

The moment I walked away from him everything just started unravelling, including myself.

Bits and pieces of my being started to crack and fell to the floor, shattering into tiny pieces as I slowly take more steps away from what could have been a bright flame.

But I was afraid of fire. I was so utterly terrified of the destruction it makes after it has touched and burned everything in its path, leaving behind nothing but the ashes of what once was.

I thought I was better off with someone I barely knew because he was safe, because I thought I loved him.

But I was wrong.

The person I thought I loved was replaceable. He was temporary, and I gave him a permanent spot in my heart.

He gave me panic attacks and I called it love. He pushed me into a corner and hid me from the world so he could keep me for himself, but tossed me aside when he didn't need me. His touch left burns on my skin and his stare could freeze my soul.

But him? He said my name like it was sacred and precious, as if it could heal the world. He held my hand like he was afraid I would let go.

He could never be replaced. Nobody could ever take his place.

He was like the sun; he lit up even on the darkest of days and he helped me shine bright even when I thought I couldn't.

Now he's gone gone gone.

And I fear I have lost him forever. Ah, but what can I do? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. This is all my doing. I can't do anything.

The gap I created between us becomes bigger and bigger each day we spend apart, and it's all my fault. Now I can't even look at him.

I thought cutting off all our ties would be the best for the both of us.

What a big mistake that was.