Deceptive Fate

Deceptive Fate

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"All say love is selfless, love is kind, it is patient, it is calm ... it makes us peaceful and benevolent. I say it's bullshit. For me it is an all-consuming abyss revolving around pain, grief, jealousy and expectations." This is what I am now. I was never so cynical. But then He happened. I never gravitated towards darkness but now I stood with no light inside and not a sliver around. He drilled into my life as a plough truck and eroded my whole existence. He was a black hole ... I knew I was headed towards it but there absolutely nothing I could do to stop myself from being sucked into it. "Something doesn't just happen because it just had to happen... it happens because you led to it," he said standing tall in front of me not a least bit distressed at the site of tears rolling down my eyes. That was the last anyone saw me cry. For revenge he shattered my heart into pieces which were impossible to reassemble. He walked away when I most needed him to stay. He has found me again..... Or maybe not. Now it's me who has nothing to lose.... Not me, not my soul and definitely NOT my mind. He loved me because I was Hope but now he won't as now I am Anguish. Yet like a moth to flame he is still onto me not knowing he can never find me again as I have found ME. My name is Fate Daniels and this is my story.
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I wanted to tell him that I knew his favorite book, and his coffee order, and the way he clicked his pen when he was deep in thought. I wanted to tell him I knew that he sleeps on the right side of the bed and eats on the left side of the table. I wanted to tell him that I knew his worries, dreams and fears. I wanted to tell him that I knew he loved me too. I wanted to see his laugh, and know that I was the reason. I wanted to make him smile, just to see those dimples that lay heavenly on his face. I wanted his eyes to light up in joy- I wanted to see him happy. I wanted to tell him that I prided myself in the fact that I had memorized all the freckles on his skin, how his freckles birthmarks created their own galaxies of planets and stars. I wanted to tell him I would be there for him, on the bad days too. I wanted to tell him he could call be at 3:46 in the morning and just complain, I'd completely understand. I wanted to tell him that he had completely beguiled me; that he was my entire world. I wanted to tell him that I love him more than anything I had ever known. I wanted to run to him, to hug him. I wanted him to wrap his arms around me and never let me go. I wanted to never leave him. I wanted to rule by his side, as his Luna. Instead, I just turned my back in order to not let anyone see my tears. I walked away from the love of my life, for what? For fate? For destiny? Or for some foolish trick that I was walking myself into? No matter the reason, I walked away from him with tears in my eyes and sorrow in my heart. I never wanted to walk away again. He was my mate and all I wanted was him.

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