A Soul I Can't Leave

I wasn't looking for love.
Especially not the kind that feels like it's slowly taking you apart.
When I met him, something in me changed-something I couldn't explain, couldn't control, and definitely couldn't ignore.
Zayn wasn't just intense... he was consuming.
The way he looked at me, the way he spoke to me, the way he felt me-it was like I belonged to him before I even knew his name.
And the worst part?
I felt it too.
Every emotion. Every shift. Every time he got too close-or too far.
It wasn't normal.
It wasn't healthy.
But it was real.
We were tied together in a way that didn't make sense.
A connection that burned, pulled, and refused to break... no matter how hard I tried to run from it.
The more I fought him, the stronger it got.
The more I hated him, the deeper I fell.
And somewhere between the jealousy, the arguments, and the moments we couldn't stay away from each other...
I realized something terrifying.
This wasn't just love.
This was a soul tie.
And some ties?
They don't come to save you.
They come to ruin you