He thought he had it all.
She was basking in the euphoric illusion of her perfect world.
In the blink of an eye, he lost it like the shattering of a thatch-mud house.
Illusion gradually dispelled before her eyes.
The bleeding heart turned its back on the world.

In quick succession, dived headlong into the abyss of darkness.
With a defenceless and broken spirit, she shut the door to her life.
No longer to feel but to see and to hear, becoming a robot in retrospect.
Abyss experience nearly destroyed him, burning beyond the heat of refining gold.
She became a shadow, seeking help and restoration in all the wrong places.

A fateful afternoon, an unplanned event brought them together,
with a mistaken wink and a shadowy smile.
The journey to healing began.
Each sharing and learning from the other.

Tossing caution to the wind,
both thought they’ve found “the one“.
The one that will heal the shattered self.
Until critical thinking on his part made him realise his unreadiness to embark on such journey.

Amicably, they parted ways.
No one was really “the one“.
Will journey to self cause them to cross paths again?

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