Incomplete Until I Met You

Incomplete Until I Met You

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I always envied the stars, I wished I could be up there, just be free. Free from this world. Free to die alone and give one last gift of beauty before anyone even realized I was gone. The stars held a freedom that I wished I had. I love my Fiance, I love this man, this beautifully imperfect man. He made me laugh, he made me feel loved. . . but he made me hate myself , he made me weak, he taught me to fear for my life, he suffocated me with his unbounding love. I couldn't take it anymore, I couldn't take the abuse, the physical and verbal pain he put me through. Do you understand? Being with him was the best feeling in the world and the worst hell I ever been through. I had to run, I had to run as far as I could. So that's what I did , I ran , and ran stayed to myself. Don't start none, won't be none. I accepted my fate, I was meant to die alone, born to die this empty incomplete human. I was worthless and unworthy of any ones love accept his. That was drilled into me for 3 years nonstop. So it must be true right? At least I thought that until I met you.
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Love. Something that I've always believed in. Something my mom taught me is the most beautiful, precious thing in the world. Some people say gives your life a purpose, and some say it completes you. Some say it's beautiful, some say it's pain. But for me it's her. She's love. She's the only meaning of love I've ever known, Anaaya. I love her the way I've never thought it's possible, and I love every tiny thing about her I didn't know I'd love and I've lost count. And I still can't call her mine, but I knew since the beginning. I am hers. Only hers, more than I belonged to myself, I belonged to her. But here I am in the darkness of night, under the stars, as they witness her turning her back on me and walking away leaving me in this darkness where I couldn't find myself without her. Every drop of her tear burnt me into ashes, every ounce of her pain killed me a million times, I no longer know how many times I died seeing her hurt. Her dark eyes, the mirror of the night sky. No longer held the twinkle of the brightest stars. It was just darkness now thats surrounding me. I've lost her. My Anaaya. And standing here with a stray tear, I wonder... will she ever love someone like me. ******************* Love is pain, but it's also beautiful. And you cannot forget your first love. Author's Note : This book is the part two of the book "With A Girl Like Me". Before you read this, please read the part one.

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