Leaving someone I love for the sake of my own salvation is a pain that consumes me from the inside out. It's a feeling of helplessness and despair that suffocates me, leaving me gasping for air in a sea of regret and guilt. I thought I was doing the right thing, that by saving myself, I would be able to save her too. But I was wrong. She drowned. And now, all I feel is guilt. Guilt for not being able to save her, guilt for surviving when she didn't, guilt for not realizing how much she needed me until it was too late. All I want is to have her back, to tell her how sorry I am, and to make everything right again. But I know it's too late. The pain of losing her is a wound that will never fully heal, a constant reminder of what could have been, and what was lost. "I want you broken like how broken I am, Kahel. I loathe you." There was so much rage in her voice that I just want to breakdown right then and there. "Then I beg you to break me, Vica..." Started: Finished: Published: Status: COMING SOON Follow me on my socials for more updates. IG: smnthawsm Twitter: awsmbi FB: Samantha Claire Lim Radaza | awsmbi E-mail: claire.radaza02@gmail.comAll Rights Reserved
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