"She will be loved."
For a long time she was gone,
taken by a monster.
But then, in the deepest depths of the darkness, the light prevailed, in the form of her mate.
Fixing the shattered fragments of her heart.
Seemingly bringing her back to normalcy,
But how normal can life be when the demons of your past cloud your reality?
The sadness was like a crippling disease, slowly taking control of my body, destroying everything in its path.
It felt like my heart was incased in thorns, constricting the organ, making it incapable of love.
Incapable of feeling.
The war of raw emotions inside me, suffocating me.
One small move towards love...towards hope, and I end up getting hurt all over again.
Drowned in my own sorrow.
The thorns digging their sharp claws deeper into my heart, puncturing the surface, Burring themselves deep below my rose petal skin.
They where unforgiving.
It was late, the soft orange hues from the impending sunset fading gently against the dark star littered sky, the once cool breeze drifting in from the open window was now chilling, making my teeth chatter and my body shiver, wrapping my arms even tighter around my legs in an attempt to shelter myself from the cold.
I decided to stand up and close the window, but I was still cold.
Hollow inside, vacant of emotions.
I felt nothing.
I needed heat, to soothe my aching soul and make me feel awake again.
I was merely alive, this was not living.
That much I knew.