Heal Me

Chapter 1

A destroyed soul has no right to exist. A soul without a soulmate - just four letters. Me without him just a broken piece that somehow manage to move and speak.

I never thought I would hide from the darkness on a sunny day. But the truth was that you cannot hide from the darkness. The truth was that I couldn't escape the darkness because it was a part of me, part of my soul, part of my heart, part of my thoughts. I pretended that I didn't belong to it anymore, but in reality, it was taking over me more and more.

Losing someone once is painful. The second time you lose someone is despair, apathy, hopelessness. The third time you lose someone is fatal.

That's exactly what I felt when he left me. I felt that death was standing behind me and breathing down my neck, just waiting for me to make a move. For me to make my choice.

To say that I lost a part of myself is an understatement. Because he was not a part of my soul, he was my soul.

The whole universe is useless without him. Neither the stars, nor the sun, nor the moon can replace him.

Once death tried to take me away, but instead it did something worse. It made me fall in love. To fall in love with someone who tore my heart out with his own hands.