Holding On

Another night, I was left alone. A piece of me was missing, so far gone that I find myself longing more and more to get it back. Nothing can really fill this void. I've tried everything. I even got back with my ex just to replace the feeling but nothing could. I can't explain it. I'm stuck in limbo and I can't seem to escape. The connection that I once felt to that part of me was ripped away one Sunday, when I made a stupid mistake, one that I didn't know would impact me so deeply. I tried so hard trying to replace what I was feeling but nothing seemed to work.

I could never forget about him. I always wondered how things would've turned out if this thing kept going. Nothing feels right anymore. I shouldn't have opened up my soul to him and now I'm left in here shattered. My soul looks like a shipwreck on a beach, tragic yet beautiful. The day he left, I was left open but I knew that he too, wasn't really the one I had to be with.

Until a day, four years later, I met him.