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Aug 2020
Her world was a battlefield, filled with demons and battles unknown. Her heart, a ransacked base, robbed of love and worth, filled with footprints of false soldiers who abandoned and ridiculed her. With one war over, her heart was preparing for another. She was surprised to see this wandering soldier, one she never really expected, who didn’t seem to be like the rest and offered her happiness. The soldier changed her melancholic life and turned it into bliss; he gave her a new beginning and made her believe that promises were made to be kept.

She showed him the different blades that cut her, the swords that scarred her skin, and the scars that she hid. The wars she lost, the bullets that gave her wounds, and the battles she had to face alone. She felt a different kind of happiness and for the first time in her life, she believed that someone would stay and see her entirety.

She was surprised to see that her world became him and she believed that she was his. He looked at her with pity and set a camp on her base, and said that he was at home with her. He said he was there to stay and wouldn’t leave her astray. It was new for her, how she didn’t seem to hurt anymore.

She was terrified that she didn’t feel afraid and she felt as if she’d never had to face anything alone. Her heart began to beat better as the soldier stayed by her side. He was there to stay beside her as her wounds began to heal. He felt like home and he felt safe, but then the soldier woke up one day and realized he wanted more, her base wasn’t enough, “I’m tired”, is what he’d say. His words pierced through her soul like a dagger with the sharpest blade. She was afraid he’d leave, ”I’m sorry”, were the words that she’d always say. She never really understood how the soldier changed.

She thought that if the soldier hated her scars, why did he leave some on her heart? The soldier cast the girl’s blades against her and with everything he‘s got. The girl was left paralyzed, lying on the ground. Now with scars too deep, she could no longer escape. As the soldier began to leave her side, death consumed her inside, as she could no longer feel her heart, the soldier opened his deceiving mouth, looking at her lifeless body and said: “There’s something I’ve got to do, a lot of things I have to chase, but one thing’s for sure, all I know is that I can’t stay.”
chea
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