What if feelings were the only thing you had left, but you had no idea how to control them. It sucks I promise. I've been through it, and I'm living it every single week, day, hour, minute, second I'm alive. You don't have control of your body, your mind, your actions, your mouth, your movement, or even your will to stay alive.
I've lived like this for as long as I can remember. My mother she was like this too she said alot, did alot, moved alot of things she didn't mean, and I know that for a fact!
My back story is not worth mentioning or even thinking about so don't bring it up! I promise personally I will mess you up if I here a single word about it!!!
Here's a tip don't get me mad or else.........
"Who says your life ends only when your heart stops? It ends even when there's a celebration around you."
A marriage. To a man who had saved my parents' life. Their respect, their businesses, their home ... But at a cost. The cost being me.
I was to be wed to a stranger. A Yade.
His nationality, species, colour, eyes, skin... none of that ever mattered. The only thing that has ever mattered to me was that the man I marry be the man I have been dreaming about for six years. Six glorious years spread apart with memories that set my soul on fire and light my life up.
Hope was a beacon and love was a companion I had lived with in every life.
And now, I was to marry a stranger to save my parents' life. There was no real choice to make.
Why show me how glorious my life could be, if I were never meant to live it?