Maeve
It came slowly as a small flood of pain stepping up as seconds were tickling, starting to create an immensely powerful tsunami of agony, despair, grief and suffering torturing my already broken heart and tormented soul. The pain was all I felt, not the kind of physical pain but the emotional kind.
The heart-wrenching, soul-destroying kind. I have never thought that my heart could ever hurt so much that it felt like it might actually explode. It was like a void in my heart that could never be fixed. A hole that burned so deep that I didn´t think I could ever be okay again.
Happiness was nothing but a distant memory for me. Half of my soul was missing, and I would probably never be able to fill that empty space again. My heart was pumping slowly inside my body with a painful echo
