half a heart
the car slowly got smaller and faded into nothingness, as my heart was sinking the best four days ever came to an end. i guess this is what happens when you love someone, and they're not always around our lives are centered around 'when are we meeting next' the longing and the anticipation- most days exciting, some days frustrating and when the time finally came, nothing else mattered nothing. his arms became my home for those four days, something we yearned for months, brightened up my soul like some weird neural signal and suddenly, as the car disappeared, this feeling of emptiness dawned upon me: "i feel like, half my heart was just ripped out of my body without my permission and i feel tears trickling down my cheek which are full of memories from a love story to last a lifetime, once again holy shit, is that what it means when people say their soulmate completes them?" because i would do anything ANYTHING to stare at those beautiful brown eyes to rest m...