Every time I remember his hate filled eyes I shiver… Those venomous words that slipped out his mouth while he glared at me make me feel like I’d reached the bottom of the barrel… There was nothing left for me to do or say at that moment, all I could do was stare at him and try to memorize his handsome face that I will probably never see again…
But even if he is in another body, even if he forgets who I was, even if he resents me with his entire being… In our next life we will be lovers again… and in the one after that… and every other life that follows, until our souls are completely deleted from existence, we will continue bumping into each other inevitably falling in and out of love with no clear end goal in mind…