“You'll find your soulmate, the one who makes you feel alive again.”
~M.mustun
Although sitting in a corner of a room slouching and resting my head in between my knee. The pain are inevitable and invincible stabs through your chest, so strong it's breaking you apart slowly. Now your just numb and drained to the very last bit.
I sit on the bench park where we had endless possibilities, endless laughter and endless love. Our moments that i remember came vague and fast, echoes of voices, empty promises reminiscing through the atmosphere. It's perfect, our hands used to be like a tied rope, always intertwined together, symbol of never letting go, yet you did.
The world is a crucial and cruel place. It doesn't stop and care what you feel, it just goes. But like they say time is needed to heal a broken heart.
I know he's just out there finding and waiting for me, my soulmate.
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Wild Lives.
Short StorySome people are stronger than what you think, although they are breaking inside slowly. Based as 1 shots.
