Without You, I'm Not Okay.

Preface

I’d never given much thought to if soul mates exist; let alone if I were to lose mine. Yet I knew the pain I was feeling now was nothing compared to what would come.

I stared without breathing into her emerald eyes as she knelt, awaiting her fate. I knew immediately that if she were to go, I would follow.

One way or another

Yet I couldn’t save her. Some force stronger then love was immobilizing me—restraining me.

She stared up at me, her features brave, but her eyes telling a different story. She smiled one last smile and for a moment I believed everything would be alright; that we would get through this and live out our crazy plans.

But it only lasted a moment.

I clasped on to the object in my hand for my life—for hers—praying for a miracle.

But none came.