Ink Stained Soul…

We were both guilty. Running and chasing, holding tight to our independence. All the while, we were betraying our own hearts.

In our relentless pursuit of control, we fought to be the Alpha, never wanting to show weakness. But with each passing day, our actions made us weaker, not stronger. True strength lies in vulnerability.

We filled our time, and sometimes our beds, with others. Each encounter inflicted another wound, breaking us down and digging us deeper into this war. We were cutting away at the bond that once held us together, leaving behind only the tiniest of threads.

But even in the midst of destruction, there was a glimmer of hope. It wasn’t all in vain. I won’t allow it to be. I hold onto the lessons learned and the growth that emerged from the ashes.

That love, though battered and bruised, still lives on. We were two wounded warriors who had to learn the hard way. The war was never supposed to be against each other. We were both guilty.

Music inspiration: Taylor Swift ‘The Great War’ Midnight’s